MyPlatinumBaby

Baby, you have “I’ve got history” Written all over your gorgeous face Those lips could save a sinner from hell Curves God himself wouldn’t dare erase Free-spirited flower child, be mine Your sky blue eyes can’t keep everything concealed And darlin’, I’m starting to wonder Why hasn’t your heart yet healed? Sweet heart, it’s easy to see That your arms are musically bound What happened to your leading band man? Did he tire of having you around? No amount of pleading or begging Will get you twirling off that stage I can see your hurt seeping out Honey, where did you get all this rage? A