subtle senses
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โฑ๏ธ 3:42 duration
๐ ID: 15296127
๐ Lyrics
As we pass the stage of age and youth
With seasons' bloom and mellow fruits
We've driven like a lonesome muse
To give the season its latest view
As we both cross paths, we often falter
As we pass the stage of age and youth
With seasons' bloom and mellow fruits
There comes a thirst to drift away
I lean on curtained window-panes
As we cross paths, we often falter
While subtle senses are what we're after
It comes and goes in every hour
While subtle senses are what we're after
As we bear the touch of the rosy hue
And here I sit, in my little room
I always think of me and you
Comes the time for us to bloom
As we cross paths, we often falter
While subtle senses are what we're after
It comes and goes in every hour
While subtle senses are what we're after
As we cross paths, we often falter
While subtle senses are what we're after
It comes and goes in every hour
While subtle senses are what we're after
As we bear the touch of the rosy hue
And here I sit, in my little room
I always think of me and you
Comes the time for us to bloom
As we cross paths, we often falter
While subtle senses are what we're after
It comes and goes in every hour
While subtle senses are what we're after
As we cross paths, we often falter
While subtle senses are what we're after
It comes and goes in every hour
While subtle senses are what we're after
While subtle senses are what we're after
With seasons' bloom and mellow fruits
We've driven like a lonesome muse
To give the season its latest view
As we both cross paths, we often falter
As we pass the stage of age and youth
With seasons' bloom and mellow fruits
There comes a thirst to drift away
I lean on curtained window-panes
As we cross paths, we often falter
While subtle senses are what we're after
It comes and goes in every hour
While subtle senses are what we're after
As we bear the touch of the rosy hue
And here I sit, in my little room
I always think of me and you
Comes the time for us to bloom
As we cross paths, we often falter
While subtle senses are what we're after
It comes and goes in every hour
While subtle senses are what we're after
As we cross paths, we often falter
While subtle senses are what we're after
It comes and goes in every hour
While subtle senses are what we're after
As we bear the touch of the rosy hue
And here I sit, in my little room
I always think of me and you
Comes the time for us to bloom
As we cross paths, we often falter
While subtle senses are what we're after
It comes and goes in every hour
While subtle senses are what we're after
As we cross paths, we often falter
While subtle senses are what we're after
It comes and goes in every hour
While subtle senses are what we're after
While subtle senses are what we're after
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:12.23] As we pass the stage of age and youth
[00:15.75] With seasons' bloom and mellow fruits
[00:18.54] We've driven like a lonesome muse
[00:21.69] To give the season its latest view
[00:24.90] As we both cross paths, we often falter
[00:31.30] As we pass the stage of age and youth
[00:34.87] With seasons' bloom and mellow fruits
[00:37.77] There comes a thirst to drift away
[00:40.74] I lean on curtained window-panes
[00:44.05] As we cross paths, we often falter
[00:49.94] While subtle senses are what we're after
[00:57.23] It comes and goes in every hour
[01:02.88] While subtle senses are what we're after
[01:09.68] As we bear the touch of the rosy hue
[01:12.71] And here I sit, in my little room
[01:16.15] I always think of me and you
[01:19.80] Comes the time for us to bloom
[01:22.57] As we cross paths, we often falter
[01:28.37] While subtle senses are what we're after
[01:35.57] It comes and goes in every hour
[01:41.07] While subtle senses are what we're after
[01:48.54] As we cross paths, we often falter
[01:53.90] While subtle senses are what we're after
[02:01.13] It comes and goes in every hour
[02:06.70] While subtle senses are what we're after
[02:13.40]
[02:26.92] As we bear the touch of the rosy hue
[02:30.04] And here I sit, in my little room
[02:33.25] I always think of me and you
[02:37.15] Comes the time for us to bloom
[02:39.72] As we cross paths, we often falter
[02:45.57] While subtle senses are what we're after
[02:52.88] It comes and goes in every hour
[02:58.26] While subtle senses are what we're after
[03:05.70] As we cross paths, we often falter
[03:11.18] While subtle senses are what we're after
[03:18.45] It comes and goes in every hour
[03:23.89] While subtle senses are what we're after
[03:30.35] While subtle senses are what we're after
[03:35.62]
[00:15.75] With seasons' bloom and mellow fruits
[00:18.54] We've driven like a lonesome muse
[00:21.69] To give the season its latest view
[00:24.90] As we both cross paths, we often falter
[00:31.30] As we pass the stage of age and youth
[00:34.87] With seasons' bloom and mellow fruits
[00:37.77] There comes a thirst to drift away
[00:40.74] I lean on curtained window-panes
[00:44.05] As we cross paths, we often falter
[00:49.94] While subtle senses are what we're after
[00:57.23] It comes and goes in every hour
[01:02.88] While subtle senses are what we're after
[01:09.68] As we bear the touch of the rosy hue
[01:12.71] And here I sit, in my little room
[01:16.15] I always think of me and you
[01:19.80] Comes the time for us to bloom
[01:22.57] As we cross paths, we often falter
[01:28.37] While subtle senses are what we're after
[01:35.57] It comes and goes in every hour
[01:41.07] While subtle senses are what we're after
[01:48.54] As we cross paths, we often falter
[01:53.90] While subtle senses are what we're after
[02:01.13] It comes and goes in every hour
[02:06.70] While subtle senses are what we're after
[02:13.40]
[02:26.92] As we bear the touch of the rosy hue
[02:30.04] And here I sit, in my little room
[02:33.25] I always think of me and you
[02:37.15] Comes the time for us to bloom
[02:39.72] As we cross paths, we often falter
[02:45.57] While subtle senses are what we're after
[02:52.88] It comes and goes in every hour
[02:58.26] While subtle senses are what we're after
[03:05.70] As we cross paths, we often falter
[03:11.18] While subtle senses are what we're after
[03:18.45] It comes and goes in every hour
[03:23.89] While subtle senses are what we're after
[03:30.35] While subtle senses are what we're after
[03:35.62]