Hand in hand, we will love.
And eye to eye, we see peace.
But when I look at you it's war I swear.
And every time you told me,
the boy never cared.
It doesn't make a difference
to the love you shared.
Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 8:18 PM UTC
Hand in hand, we will love.
And eye to eye, we see peace.
But when I look at you it's war I swear.
And every time you told me,
the boy never cared.
It doesn't make a difference
to the love you shared.
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