and i begged the summer that stole spring to stay.
and this is struggling to find the faith i lost when you fell away.
and it's remembering you silver and golden that scares me.
because when the memories fade it makes you feel like you don't own a thing.
and he said boy be good.
and i'm trying
and this is struggling to find the faith i lost when you fell away.
and it's remembering you silver and golden that scares me.
because when the memories fade it makes you feel like you don't own a thing.
and he said boy be good.
and i'm trying