Dream A Little Dream Of Me by The Mamas and The Papas
When I sang, it was if he flipped the switch of his purring motor to a low level so he could listen to the words properly.
When I sang, it was if he flipped the switch of his purring motor to a low level so he could listen to the words properly.
The cotton fields lie fallow. Awash. I watch the swirls and eddies and the floating debris.