It was cold, and pale evening in my room with the phone in my hand, I taste my tears falling down my lips with thoughts how I can get back my boyfriend's trust.
beans
free
decision
please
same
come
must
here
land
even
spell
large
port
hand
read
home
small
well
want
three
mark
book
until
mile
river
feet
second
group
carry
room
began
mountain
wait
note
machine
dark
cry
lead
unit
certain
town
power
voice
accept
allow
believe
borrow
break
bring
cancel
slight
slip
slope
solar
species
labor
spin
tales
thumb
tobacco
treated
University
vapor
damage
dosage