Why don’t you like me, why don’t you like me without making me try?...
I could be brown, I could be blue, I could be violet sky, I could be hurtful, I could be purple, I could be anything you like.
Gotta be green, gotta be mean, gotta be everything more..
the same place that filled me with joy is a road I crossed, just a road I crossed
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map