When sorrow holds you in its arms of clay, its rain drops that - TopicsExpress



          

When sorrow holds you in its arms of clay, its rain drops that fall from your eyes,your smile is a sun come to earth for a day, you brighten my blackest of skies.You are the rose of my heart, you are the love of my life, If youre cold, let my love make you warm. Rose of my heart So hard times or easy times, what do I care,the tears and the laughter are things that we share,your hand in mine makes it good Johnny Cash, the one
Posted on: Thu, 22 Jan 2015 11:04:19 +0000

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