The fun in every start
The grates
I'm watching a man he is, love's leading hand he's his,
Own source of light, and he's bursting at the seams.
Oh, the delight, he's two kinds of right.
The fun in every start, the fear in every heart.
Own source of light, and he's bursting at the seams.
Oh, the delight, he's two kinds of right.
The fun in every start, the fear in every heart.
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