Rolled around on kitchen floors Tied my tongue in pretty bows with yours And now we pass and just like glass I see through you, you see through me like
Rolled around on kitchen floors. Tied my tongue in pretty bows with yours. And now we pass and just like glass I see through you, you see through me like
Tulkojums: Michaelson, Ingrīda. Stikla.
: Rolled around on kitchen floors. Tied my tongue in pretty bows with yours. And now we pass and just like glass I see through you, you see through me
Rolled around on kitchen floors. Tied my tongue in pretty bows with yours. And now we pass and just like glass I see through you, you see through me
