Fashion Time [Search results for Charlotte Martin]
wanna tell you about the girl i love, my she looks so fine
hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky, a dream come true, I’ll live there ‘til I die, I’m asking you, to say my last goodbye, the love we knew ain’t worth another try
while mona lisa and mad hatters, sons of bankers, sons of lawyers, turn around and say "good morning" to the night
sometimes it gets so confusing that i don't know where i am, but i always know who i'm with, i'm with the band