It’s Sunday evening.
I’m alone
With no new numbers
In my phone.
But don’t you dare
Feel sorry for me!
My night may be dull,
But at least it’s free.
It’s Sunday evening.
I’m alone
With no new numbers
In my phone.
But don’t you dare
Feel sorry for me!
My night may be dull,
But at least it’s free.
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