Monday, March 24, 2008
Ain't it funny how things happen?
Who wrote this song? Nevous looks all around...everyone speaks in whispers...no one makes a sound. I am loosing my touch, babe, way too much...baby, get me out of here...it should be clear. I am at your front door baby, i'll be slipping around the back... I am loosing my touch, yes, I am loosing my... Sign in
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