He was lean of face
and wise in ways of women
he was my first kiss-
his second for the night
and we fell hard
Tangled Soul love
everything hurts when i think of him
the arthritis of such love
playback has no context
just aching where he once was
He was lean of face
and wise in ways of women
he was my first kiss-
his second for the night
and we fell hard
Tangled Soul love
everything hurts when i think of him
the arthritis of such love
playback has no context
just aching where he once was