not much to say. |
There stood in a garden, a child sweet and fair
watching some fruit that hang ripening there...
It started when we were eight years old
my crush on you grew a thousand fold...
It started when we were eight years old
my crush on you grew a thousand fold...
There stood in a garden, a child sweet and fair
watching some fruit that hang ripening there...
Even if you no longer reach the floor |
You promised to take me to your castle. |
I pray that this time, i can be the man that she deserves coz i die a liittle each time when she cries. |