MARIA TAYLOR lyrics : "My favorite... love"
hands numb
and the sound of the windmill now where it's from
and solitude sounds are making my eyes weep
and tossing and turning i can't make my mind sleep
and getting worked up from people i just meet
and this is the reason i think
it's the ending of careless wants
but you are my favorite love
weeks?
it was right in the corridor but left by the river where
we'd meet.
and solitude sounds are making my eyes weep
and tossing and turning i can't make my mind sleep
and getting worked up from people i just meet
and this is the reason i think
it's the ending of careless wants
but you are my favorite love
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