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