by Emotional Feb 12, 2012  2
About this Style You're a princess aren't you? A lady of nice taste. You watch o'er this here meadow, and now you sit and wait. Your flowers they keep growin', til you do fall asleep. And when you wake once more, your flowers they will weep. You left them there too long, and now they are too weak. You've gone and bruised their hearts, what's the other princesses to think? |
