Oh let the sun beat down upon my face
Stars to fill my dreams
I am a traveller of both time and space
To be where I have been
Sloppy Sunday evening here now
Hello. North K. Here tonight. They start bombs again
Long live the North Korean leader
Hello I’m from Italy and I’d like to know new Korean girls … pm me thanks
Just dropping one word and then leaving is not acceptable
You’re now on notice to write longer messages, or face disciplinary action
If only there was peace around us, baby
You would hear me
And maybe it's the way that lovers do
I just want for me what I want for you
Only with the sun above us maybe
You would see me
And even if you leave, I may be fine
'Cause my heart, it has its own design
And even if you never see it, baby
You're all that I need
Maybe it's the silence in your eyes
Maybe it's the lilac when you're shy
Maybe it's the mystery of your love
Let’s get it on then
See u there
Settling into a new morning here
Snow again outside
So it’s another day indoors
Rest and relaxation being the order of the day then
Good company welcome
It's four in the morning, the end of December I'm writing you now just to see if you're better New York is cold, but I like where I'm living There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening. I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record. Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night that you planned to go clear Did you ever go clear?
I loved you in the morning
Our kisses deep and warm
Your hair upon the pillow
Like a sleepy golden storm
Yes many loved before us
I know we are not new
But let’s not talk of love
And things we can’t untie
Your eyes are soft with sorrow
Hey that’s, no way, to say, goodbye
Been a long time since rock and rolled
It's four in the morning, the end of December I'm writing you now just to see if you're better New York is cold, but I like where I'm living There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening. I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record. Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night that you planned to go clear Did you ever go clear?
Looking for a cute and fun Korean man.💕
