May 2015
Whenever I picked a flower,
I've always thought of you.
I removed a petal and chant
He loves me,
And so until the last petal
It always ends up with,
He loves me not.
I've always thought of you.
I removed a petal and chant
He loves me,
And so until the last petal
It always ends up with,
He loves me not.
