By Erin Foster Wallace
I’ll buy you dinner,
And try not to molest you
(Because you hate it)
Candle-light can’t hide,
And I’ll reveal most of it,
Joy, to be near you
By Erin Foster Wallace
I’ll buy you dinner,
And try not to molest you
(Because you hate it)
Candle-light can’t hide,
And I’ll reveal most of it,
Joy, to be near you