Love is a burning candle that never goes out. Even...
This is what I brought you, this you can keep.
This is what I brought, you may forget me...
The stupid smart Samoan sun rises at sunrise and...
Soy realmente inglés tan no...
I don't like chocolate milk
it's weird and yucky and reminds me of silk...
There once was a girl who I thought that I loved...but then I met you. Might I compare you to a summer's day, or shall I contrast you from a back alley in New York City. |