The last petal for the wind
My one,
I am on the wind
It whistles to me charms,
about a honeybee in need of something sweet
My boy,
The devil too cares
He knows my heart is eager,
and my mind fibble
For the wind is not a bird to whistle...
I am on the wind
It whistles to me charms,
about a honeybee in need of something sweet
My boy,
The devil too cares
He knows my heart is eager,
and my mind fibble
For the wind is not a bird to whistle...