risingupthroughtheair
upaheadiance
isawashimmeringlight
myheadgrewheavyandmysightgrewdim
ihadtostopforthenight
thereshestoodinthedoorway
iheardthemissionbell
andiwasthinkingtomyself
thiscouldbeheavenandthiscouldbehell
theupadle
andsheshowedmetheway
therewerevoicesdownthatcorridor
ithoughtiheardthemsay
weletothehotelcalifornia
suchalovelypce
suchalovelypce
suchalovelyface
theresplentyofroomatthehotelcalifornia
anytimeofyear
anytimeofyear
youfindushere
“很好听。”秦楚忽然说道。
霍眠这才回过神来，不好意思的低下头。
“你唱的很
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