Up the stairway, kissing you.
I don’t know what the hell tonight is, but I know I recorded it, and I know it’s a beautiful thing.
Love is a beautiful, Goddammit, thing.
(Sorry Lord. There was just no other way.)
There’s Always Another Way.
I don’t know what the hell tonight is, but I know I recorded it, and I know it’s a beautiful thing.
Love is a beautiful, Goddammit, thing.
(Sorry Lord. There was just no other way.)
There’s Always Another Way.
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I hope you remember what your night is… er, was.
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