The rarest kind, my love he gave me back, my glove he thinks I'll die without him but I can get along without him Our future is a past we have dismissed the cast and now we start our separate ways so be good bye, my love.
The rarest kind, my love he gave me back, my glove he thinks I'll die without him but I can get along without him Our future is a past we have dismissed the cast and now we start our separate ways so be good bye, my love.