Oct 2015
Where went the days, when words were there?
When we'd talk all day, and I was allowed to care?
Now I can barley think, of words to type.
The one I want to say, I just don't have the right.
When we'd talk all day, and I was allowed to care?
Now I can barley think, of words to type.
The one I want to say, I just don't have the right.
