September
2 October 2010
There's a gold frame that sits by the window And my heart breaks a little more each time I try To picture the memory inside There's an old book that's too hard to read it But if you look you'd see no
There's a gold frame that sits by the window And my heart breaks a little more each time I try To picture the memory inside There's an old book that's too hard to read it But if you look you'd see no
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