Parachute Musical
Instead
Isn't it simpleIsn't it kindThe way that I've arranged it in my headBut still a messI'll be the first to confessI'll sit and ponder youI'm getting older everyday and making mistakes along my wayBut all I know is baby I will sit as it all crumbles to bitsI will wait to marry youSo better yet I'll marry my music instead because she makes me feel
From Letras Mania