. And we flew. Like an arrow. Like an arrow. We came to our. Sense to soar. Like an arrow. Like an arrow. Oh, won't you comfort me?. Talk to me, you speak so sweetly. Oh, won't you stay with me?. Nights
whine, we already toast. I love this show, but I won't see the second season. It won't be the same with my favorite person leaving. Chorus Subvrbs; Alec Benjamin & Powfu. Eyes blue, like the Atlantic. And