THE WITCH OF NEW ORLEANS
Not so long ago,
There was this girl,
Blue eyes, short hair, deep smile like
She didn't seem really to care,
She was indeed a friend,
But smth was wierd about her,
Flowers blossomed amidst her presence,
She could make things fly,
She built fire out of no where,
She could make it rain out...
There was this girl,
Blue eyes, short hair, deep smile like
She didn't seem really to care,
She was indeed a friend,
But smth was wierd about her,
Flowers blossomed amidst her presence,
She could make things fly,
She built fire out of no where,
She could make it rain out...