You are the conflict that tears me in two. You are my friend, and I love you. I love you for your imaginative ways, Your tender displays and, well, no particular thing. You know, if I could sing, I'd sing...
You are the conflict that tears me in two. You are my friend, and I love you. I love you for your imaginative ways, Your tender displays and, well, no particular thing. You know, if I could sing, I'd sing...