‘I’m tired of the song that sorrow sings…’
‘Baby, Don’t Hurt Me…’
Not since those heady days
Of Haddaway in ’93
Have I really asked
How long it lasts
And what love means to me
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
‘I’m tired of the song that sorrow sings…’
Not since those heady days
Of Haddaway in ’93
Have I really asked
How long it lasts
And what love means to me
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 