Amor's Cruelty
Just as leaves that fall from autumn branches,
She walked out the door like a passing wind,
Like chasing someone on burning bridges,
You need not be told that love is ruined.
I have payed to love it's unchanging wage,
Why then does she treat...
She walked out the door like a passing wind,
Like chasing someone on burning bridges,
You need not be told that love is ruined.
I have payed to love it's unchanging wage,
Why then does she treat...