The floavor of spring
and touch of a fall breeze
I can always feel him
Evans sits by her
start to reveal
his stories of deep inside
Then I give her my ear
sharing our way together
Like an invisible bridge
spread out front us
forever Evans is here
The floavor of spring
and touch of a fall breeze
I can always feel him
Evans sits by her
start to reveal
his stories of deep inside
Then I give her my ear
sharing our way together
Like an invisible bridge
spread out front us
forever Evans is here