What were you doing when I saw you last night?
Were you just playing hands or was he holding you tight?
Did he kiss your sweet lips look in your eyes of blue?
Did he whisper I love you just like I used to do?
Did he ask you questions about yesterday's flame?
What was your answer?
did you mention my name?
Did he ask you to promise that you'd always be true?
Did he mention a diamond darlin' I wish I knew
What were you doing?
MY PERSONAL SPACE...IT IS MY WORLD...MY LEARNING...MY THOUGHTS.....WHAT I LEARNED FROM THE NET..SOME NICE ARTICLES FROM OTHERS...I do not write for others..if you want to read..it is fine but this blog is not meant for any discussions...
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