“That’s life. …this is how it’s supposed to go.”
“No. You mean this is how it goes.”
you were my compass star… you were my measure… you were a pirate’s map of buried treasure…
if this was all correct, the last thing i’d expect…the prosecution rests.. it’s time that i confess,
i must have loved you.
you don't know it's right until it's wrong--You don't know it's yours until it's gone --i didn't know that it was home 'til you up and left
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map