Give me a smile in return.
Every second you deny me
Pulls it down into a frown.
And expands a cloudy day
Into a worrisome storm.
Give me a smile in return.
Every second you deny me
Pulls it down into a frown.
And expands a cloudy day
Into a worrisome storm.
Oh yes, familiar–we must learn to detach a bit.
We’re just sensitive, loving people? Thanks. =)
Very much, we are.