all the leaves are brown.
and the sky is grey.
i've been 4 a walk.
on a winter's day.
i'd be safe and warm.
if i was in LA
california dreaming
on such a winter's day
stopped into a church.
i passed along the way.
well i got down on my knees.
and i pretend to pray.
i pretend to pray.
you know the preacher likes the cold.
he knows i'm gonna stay.
if i didn't tell her.
i could leave today.
枯叶纷飞冬意阑
一色长空独行南
依稀洛城暖阳照
加州一别梦圆难
不觉已入耶稣殿
并膝躬身却难拜
僧人想必爱苦寒
当知我亦无去意
感时恨别伊人泪
曾留何必叹今朝
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