While you are away.. my heart comes undone...slowly unravels...in a ball of yarn.. the devil collects it with a grin... our love.. in a ball of yarn...he'll never return it..when you come back.. we'll have to make new love..when you come back.. we'll have to make new love.
Friday, 20 July 2007
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