Detailed Notes on best songs of all time
My soul, coronary heart, physique, mind and beauty are inside the palm of one's hand/I don’t know how to proceed about your teasing me and rejecting me/Why ought to I hide my passion when it really is consuming me?/I’ll complain, cry and talk, and maybe, my pricey, your heart will softenTo the hidden shore, a white dove/We had been thirsty, eve