You are my sun
I am the dark spot on the moon, you are my sun
I am the store room in the house, you are the mantion
I am dead flower of a plant, you are the butterfly that still looks honey into it.
I am the wounded plant of the garden,...
I am the store room in the house, you are the mantion
I am dead flower of a plant, you are the butterfly that still looks honey into it.
I am the wounded plant of the garden,...