Pink Flowers
Everytime I see him, I want to cry.
Everytime I see him I smile sadly.
Every Time I remember that kiss I burn inside.
When you think about it,
It's unfair.
But to me, it's karma.
I suppose I believe that I deserve these things,
because in reality,
I do.
Everytime I see him, I want to cry.
Everytime I see him I smile sadly.
Every Time I remember that kiss I burn inside.
When you think about it,
It's unfair.
But to me, it's karma.
I suppose I believe that I deserve these things,
because in reality,
I do.
