Hiya! My name's Jimmie. And yes, I'm a girl. And...that's about it. Yeah... |
When I am by my lonesome,
I seem to stare at my reflection...
Come one come all
On the train ride disaster...
When I am by my lonesome,
I seem to stare at my reflection...
One two |
If I could run through a field of flowers into my own arms - I would. |
Who could have guessed that she would drown in her own unshed tears? |