your hand, my arms diseased Eyes fall, eyes follow you, and I'll be somethings not ready for My love for you, I've been this space for you Our crooked halos
Tulkojums: Candlebox. Līkā Halo.
hand, my arms diseased Eyes fall, eye follow you, and I?ll be, Some thing?s not ready for My love to you. I?ve been this space for you. Our crooked halos
