: Well I can still smell the Portland air And it makes me sick to my stomach To think of what you've become These tall evergreens And the lights of your
Well, I can still smell the Portland air And it makes me sick to my stomach To think of what you've become These tall evergreens And the lights of your
Well I can still smell the Portland air And it makes me sick to my stomach To think of what you've become These tall evergreens And the lights of your
Tradução: Valencia. Que Sera Sera.
