Straight the string,
to my heart,
tied to my Souls
emotional plight.
Why must I worry
about thee,
when I know your
worry about me?
I hear a worrisome
thought in my head.
I suppose I should
have stayed in bed.
Straight the string,
to my heart,
tied to my Souls
emotional plight.
Why must I worry
about thee,
when I know your
worry about me?
I hear a worrisome
thought in my head.
I suppose I should
have stayed in bed.