Her
There is a girl,
She goes from the road in front of my home,
The face mask comes in between my eyes and half her face,
But still I look at her eyes until she passes away in the turn.
On the scooty with...
She goes from the road in front of my home,
The face mask comes in between my eyes and half her face,
But still I look at her eyes until she passes away in the turn.
On the scooty with...