“It isn’t” she protested. “It’s balancing a paper insert!”
Face to face, son, you know the truth
we are fighting
and we are destroying ourselves
in spirit and in mind, let it be
Thank you so very much.
and some of you will never be able
You can’t see it, so you don’t know what I’m talking about, but one day you will..
to be close to me. To give me the love she knew someday I’d need.
Oh, Lord.. please
when morning comes
Oh mon mon mon ce que vous faites pour moi ?
The loneliest number
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