Why.
With my mangle.
The rule is so sweet and the learning so hard learn so bright with this moral hue the pale and need
and slips some
I will get will see
I will shine every heart in is ground was when I will from night dreaming my I was Clay my portion of
my floor
where he taught me to love him and promise to love and to cherish me over it all alone.
How my poor heart is wondering no misery.
You can tell let me know more
for it taught me the call meaning there was Newman to cheer him to lie with me oh I want to see him
and regret the dark hour he's won and he corrected his pale love
Oh my man wait oh so Lily so more so bright
Can you turn.