this last song ends the broken glass ..... your moistened skin was everything was everything and your broken voice ..... was quivering your everything your everything scream at me make it the best i ever
I wish my life was this song 'cause songs they never die I could write for years and years, never have to cry I?d show you how I feel without saying a
Traduction: Secondhand Serenade. The Last Song jamais.
how this last song ends the broken glass ..... your moistened skin was everything was everything and your broken voice ..... was quivering your everything your everything scream at me make it the best i ever