Bahamas
Snow Plow
Here I am back again.And wishing now was then.And I could right all the wrongs,instead of writing songs.It's you I think of now.And how I push it like a snow plow.You come racing through my mind.Was it me or you I left behind?You gave me love so pureBut no love's for sure.No love's for sure.
From Letras Mania