When I come home tired of this earth again, the story of my love is my love I want to look at your eyes if your eyes say I am and fed you when I come home tired of it again with my nattumi my friend. She shouts the moment you scream at you. I can stay without you. When you are not your shadow, you are no longer in the world. No one in the world is no one like you love love for me When I come home, I look at me when I come home. Tired of this land again with my niche gay my companion you are caught up in your eyes. Im not a tightly tight
