Nothing.. or may be as some one said
My heart is what it was before,
A house where people come and go
But it is winter with your love,
The sashes are beset with snow.
:hinna:
Nothing.. or may be as some one said
My heart is what it was before,
A house where people come and go
But it is winter with your love,
The sashes are beset with snow.
:hinna: