: The feel of my arm around your waist, the pale blue nightdress that you wore. Your hair in braids, your sailor top: the things I don't see anymore.
The feel of my arm around your waist The pale blue nightdress that you wore oh oh Your hair in braids, your sailor top The things that I don't see anymore
Übersetzung: Zellstoff. Roadkill.
The feel of my arm around your waist, the pale blue nightdress that you wore. Your hair in braids, your sailor top: the things I don't see anymore. You
