Tekst:
Of Montreal Old Familiar Way

Neither the flowers on the hill or the moonlight on the sea Have ever looked so blue And everything looks new again In that old familiar way The view

: Neither the flowers on the hill or the moonlight on the sea Have ever looked so blue And everything looks new again In that old familiar way The view

: Neither the flowers on the hill or the moonlight on the sea Have ever looked so blue And everything looks new again In that old familiar way The view