florbe91:There is so much a man can tell you, so much he can sayYou remain my power, my pleasure,
florbe91: There is so much a man can tell you, so much he can sayYou remain my power, my pleasure, my painBaby, to me, you’re like a growing addiction that I can’t denyWon’t you tell me, is that healthy, baby?But did you know that when it snowsMy eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen. -- source link