Borrowing
Could one borrow from the past to buy a future
I would give up the greatest sunset of my life to have another storm with you
No laughter from my greatest joy would be too precious to bargain for another night spent crying in your arms
Could one borrow from the past to buy a future
I would give up the greatest sunset of my life to have another storm with you
No laughter from my greatest joy would be too precious to bargain for another night spent crying in your arms