. . Come, little one and let me do what I can do for you. And you and you alone come, little one, woo. Let me do what I can do for you and you alone, woo. . He who knows the right thing and do it not
. . Come, little one and let me do what I can do for you. And you and you alone come, little one, woo. Let me do what I can do for you and you alone, woo. . He who knows the right thing and do it not
stress less. I want to pull away when the dream dies. The pain sets in and I don't cry. I only feel gravity and I wonder why. Flames to dust. Lovers to friends. Why do all good things come to an end
