like things are just fine. You can go your way. Shudder to think these words were mine Touching the place, that makes it a love thing. Straight to the face, one way love would be a miracle. Touching
time. You can see what a savage I've become, in my eyes. If you look in my heart you will find. No love, no light, no end inside. And I'm looking for a miracle. And I'm looking for a micrale. But I hope