summer hair, forever young jest adekwatne.
I woke up this morning
With a grudge the size of a short story
Oh, I feel, I feel so low
Let me start at the end
The part I haven't figured out yet
Yes, I am, I'm moving slow
You are playing the lead
The headache that my actions feed
Oh, I've only got myself to blame
This is another test
Which I would fail when at my best
Oh, always ending the same
What do I do when I'm so in love with you?
I forgot what I wanted to say
What are we doing?
You won't change your ways
It's time, it's time
wakacje.
rozpoczęte przeziębieniem.
a jak odwołają ATL to będzie ch.j.
znowu schudłam.