Maybe it's my... Maybe it's my.... Maybe it's my... Maybe it's my.... Maybe it's my... Maybe it's my.... Maybe it's my... Maybe it's my.... . Maybe it's the way you look.
Love was the egg. see. And it was born in a cloud. With silver lining. Ah ha uh huh. But it broke I mean it hatched on the ground. So time flew right by me.
Love was the egg. see. And it was born in a cloud. With silver lining. Ah ha aaaa. But it broke I mean it hatched on the ground. So time flew right by it.