I have a hard time speaking my feelings so I put them on paper. |
I remember when we first fell for each other, you...
It's late at night, and I'm searching for sleep...
I still feel your touch, still hear your voice...
I'm to proud to be sprung, to manly to be shook up...
I still feel your touch, still hear your voice...
It's late at night, and I'm searching for sleep...
I remember when we first fell for each other, you...