At last my love has come along
My lonely days are over
And life is like a song
At last the skies above are blue
And my heart was wrapped up in clover
The night I looked at you
I found a dream that I can speak to
A dream that I could call my own
I found a thrill to press my cheek to... Read More
ink. music that half my friends hate. music that the other half of my friends hate. love. lack of love. pretending to be young. realizing how old i am.