Dec 2017
I want to stop and feel the sand
But you have a tight grip on my hand
I'm basking in the glory of this image
But you want to leave so we'll go
And I'll try to come back when I'm alone
But you have a tight grip on my hand
I'm basking in the glory of this image
But you want to leave so we'll go
And I'll try to come back when I'm alone
Another old one I never posted
