Inch Chua
goodnight
Proudly boldy hold my hand,
embrace me like you mean it then.
Like skin & bones with open hearts,
don't ever let me go, till the night.
where the lights start fading out,
till we run out of sheep to count
Proudly boldy hold my hand,
embrace me like you mean it then.
Like skin & bones with open hearts,
don't ever let me go, till the night.
where the lights start fading out,
till we run out of sheep to count