me and mrs jones We meet every day at the same cafe Six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there Holding hands, making all kinds of plans While the juke box plays our favorite songs
Sunday, September 20, 2009
I'm sorry, i did not mean to hurt my little girl. It's beyond me, i can not carry the weight of the heavy world. So.
Goodnight Goodnight, hope that things work out alright...