I sat on the roof and I kicked off the moss. Some of these faces, well they They've got me quite cross. But the sun's beem kind While I wrote this song, It's the people like you that Keep it turned on.
So excuse me, forgetting, But these things I do. You see, I've forgotten if they're green or if they're blue! And everything is what I truly need! Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen!
And you can tell everybody This is your song! It may be quite simple, but Now that it's done
Lone_Wolf_247 · Mon Jul 06, 2009 @ 01:12am · 0 Comments |