Last time I saw Andrew, He'd been walking the dogs on the Green, For his folks and for a change of scene. We love the sound of hearsay in the morning, Antiques on shelves, Are dust on memories forming.
Last time I saw Carol, She'd been checking the just - in's at Marks (and Spencer), Nose through the baskets, the trolleys and carts, There's more than memories preserved in the jars, Some get the bus, Some Collect By Car. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |