Maybe I wouldn’t be so messed up in the head
If we’d never met,
Knowing that night I should have left,
But I clung to your bed
With my head on your chest.
I can still feel your arms,
Even now.
-Tina Rose
I can still feel your arms even now
Maybe I wouldn’t be so messed up in the head
If we’d never met,
Knowing that night I should have left,
But I clung to your bed
With my head on your chest.
I can still feel your arms,
Even now.
-Tina Rose
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