We’re going bowling and I haven’t seen this before. The desk hands me shoes, they must think that I’m poor, And I am. I walk by your side, With my shoes clutched in my right hand You comment on how you love everything I can’t stand. I sit down at the table and I look into your eyes
Yesterdream
Yesterdream
Yesterdream
We’re going bowling and I haven’t seen this before. The desk hands me shoes, they must think that I’m poor, And I am. I walk by your side, With my shoes clutched in my right hand You comment on how you love everything I can’t stand. I sit down at the table and I look into your eyes