I left my heart in a box on your doorstep. I don’t know if you will ever find it, or have use for it; but I don’t need it anymore. It is yours to keep.
I left my heart in a box on your doorstep. I don’t know if you will ever find it, or have use for it; but I don’t need it anymore. It is yours to keep.
reflections of an unquiet mind 