She motioned to me
That she wanted to leave
And go somewhere warm
Where we’d be alone
I do not know, what’s going on
But I’m guessing it’s an all night thing
~Temple of the Dog, All Night Thing
She motioned to me
That she wanted to leave
And go somewhere warm
Where we’d be alone
I do not know, what’s going on
But I’m guessing it’s an all night thing
~Temple of the Dog, All Night Thing
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