i leaned beneath the tree wishing it were your embrace consoling me when did you turn your back against me? when did you feel that i no longer am nifty? and as i became a tree of my own you chose to be the storm |lcvel3i
i leaned beneath the tree wishing it were your embrace consoling me when did you turn your back against me? when did you feel that i no longer am nifty? and as i became a tree of my own you chose to be the storm |lcvel3i