Don't scratch your arm
It'll only get worse
And don't even think
Don't open your purse
I can pay for you
That's the least I can do
You can pay me back in kisses
When the month is through
I won't lie to you
There is no end to love like ours
There is no end to a love like ours
There is no end to love like ours
You've got some kind of dirt on your shoulder
Blood in your eyes, no surprises
So tell me again what the future is like
It is me and it's you
A porch and a stool
Let's find out what the state
Supplies for aging fools
Would I lie to you?
There is no end to a love like ours
There is no end to a love like ours
There is no end to love like ours

INVIA LE CORREZIONI