And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong
. .
. The rest of our Saturday morning went the same as all the others. But, she didn’t make me get dressed, thank god for that
And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong
. .
. The rest of our Saturday morning went the same as all the others. But, she didn’t make me get dressed, thank god for that
And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong
. .
. The rest of our Saturday morning went the same as all the others. But, she didn’t make me get dressed, thank god for that