Find The Guy That Calls You Beautiful, Not Hot...

Tell her how you admire her. Always tell her you...

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills...

Crimson angles and delicate wings
take me for a ride threw my mystical dreams...

I have found myself looking
threw the wrong end of the mirror...

It's always bitter and cold outside
Without the warmth of someone caring...