I thought of granddad and the many times I had stroked his balls
. In the quiet room everything was still, except for our beating hearts.
. I'd love to give you all the love I can
Until our bodies stop from weariness.
I thought of granddad and the many times I had stroked his balls
. In the quiet room everything was still, except for our beating hearts.
. I'd love to give you all the love I can
Until our bodies stop from weariness.
I thought of granddad and the many times I had stroked his balls
. In the quiet room everything was still, except for our beating hearts.
. I'd love to give you all the love I can
Until our bodies stop from weariness.