We lived our little drama. We kissed in a field of white. And stars fell on Alabama. Last night. . I can't forget the glamor. Your eyes held a tender light.
They say into your early life romance came. And in this heart of yours burned a flame. A flame that flickered one day and died away. . Then with disillusion deep in your eyes.
They say into your early life romance came. And then this heart of yours burned a flame. A flame that flickered one day and died away. . Then with disillusion deep in your eyes.