the last day i felt a touch wore yours
i miss that because its wore bloody perfect
how i tumble in your chest like an little child
straight into your arm from my wheelchair
and i have declare your the greatest carrier
and probably the finest doctor
when you get the bar
because you have that genuine heart
but everyone knows that is the brain i heart
and yours are lit the perfect one
Inga kommentarer:
Skicka en kommentar