Autumn leaves under frozen soles,Hungry hands turning soft and old,My hero cried as we stood out their in the cold,Like these autumn leaves I don’t have nothing to holdAutumn leaves how faded now,that smile that...
—Paolo Nutini
Where’d the days go, when all we did was play? And the stress that we were under wasn’t stress at all just a run and a jump into a harmless fall
It was in love I was created, and in love is how I hope I die
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