came I haven't moved. I stare at the wall knowing on the other side. The storm that waits for me Then the seated woman with a parasol. May be the only one you can't betray. If I'm the seated woman
came I haven't moved. I stare at the wall knowing on the other side. The storm that waits for me Then the seated woman with a parasol. May be the only one you can't betray. If I'm the seated woman