Not that I care or mind, but True love seems hard to find. Time was... You found a pretty girl, Made her your wife, Took care of her, And were happy for life. Couples looked out for each other, Nowadays they just fight one another.
I remember watching my mother Standing by my father's grave. Tall, black-veiled and brave - Then she suddenly collapsed, - A column of tears. At least she got fifteen years. Remorse? Maybe - of a sort. Probably just annoyed she got caught.
your love runs dry it always rains you’re the reason for my worst days the blues I choose the shades of gray you paint the sky on my darkest days I hate you most but I hate the way you’re still the sun on my perfect days