Ten as illustrated,
The oil is dry.
I am like the leaves that are about to fall,
The mailbox is an old man dying in a hospital bed.
Waiting for the last,
Looking forward to Saturday.
Ten as illustrated,
The oil is dry.
I am like the leaves that are about to fall,
The mailbox is an old man dying in a hospital bed.
Waiting for the last,
Looking forward to Saturday.