on my S.A.D. light I'll turn on my S.A.D. light I'll turn on my S.A.D. light I'll turn on my S.A.D. Light Winter blues, no love for you Seasons change
you Seasons change in a gothic way 10, 000 lux to light us up In these winter nights if I'm wandering all alone I'll turn on my S.A.D. light As I'm
Traduction: Glasvegas. Lumière Sad.
Seasons change in a gothic way 10, 000 lux to light us up In these winter nights if I'm wandering all alone I'll turn on my S.A.D. light As I'm staring
