amatoralatus:you get mistaken for strangers by your own friends,when you pass in the night, under th
amatoralatus:you get mistaken for strangers by your own friends,when you pass in the night, under the silvery, silvery city-bank lights,oh you wouldn’t want an angel watching over yousurprise, suprise they wouldn’t want to watchanother uninnocent, elegant fallinto the unmagnificent lives of adults.(x) -- source link