sweet love of mine, he says “you’ve got eyes of the bluest skies as if they thought of rain, I hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain, your hair reminds me of a warm safe place where as a child I'd hide”
sweet love of mine, he says “you’ve got eyes of the bluest skies as if they thought of rain, I hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain, your hair reminds me of a warm safe place where as a child I'd hide”