It was the winter of ‘86, and all the fields had frozen over. So we moved to Arizona to save our only son and now he’s turning to a man, Although he thinks just like his mother, He believes we’re all just lovers He sees hope in everyone.
And even though she moved away, we always get calls from our daughter. She has eyes just like her father’s they are blue when skies are grey And just like him, she never stops, Never takes the day for granted, works for everything that’s handed to her, Never once complains.
This song will just forever tug at my heartstrings. I hate how in love I am with the idea of falling in love, starting a family, and having children. It doesn’t help that the song manages to keep its tune (that I’m convinced is composed purely of uneven slices of love) going despite how overflowing with cheese it is.
Currently Listening To: The Gambler, by fun.
This song will just forever tug at my heartstrings. I hate how in love I am with the idea of falling in love, starting a family, and having children. It doesn’t help that the song manages to keep its tune (that I’m convinced is composed purely of uneven slices of love) going despite how overflowing with cheese it is.