▲ 0 ▼ September 19, 2016 at 6:06 pm Brenda Starr says: Secretly he celebrated, repelling their tears…
Damn thorn is in my tongue
Closed eyes fantacised the dare
Oh it’s raining on my rose
He knew she was the one
He knew she was the one.
A little prayer for my Rose
Christopher’s crush was a hapless campaign.
Showers of delight, loves first light
Secretly he celebrated, repelling their tears…
Oh yeah. Thorns. Oops.