“Tell me what the matter is, little man
I’ve got a pretty face and I wear a nice dress.
Why can’t I keep you?
Every minute that I spend on you,
I give you honey and I give you truth.”
"After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. "
“Tell me what the matter is, little man
I’ve got a pretty face and I wear a nice dress.
Why can’t I keep you?
Every minute that I spend on you,
I give you honey and I give you truth.”
LOVE!