..Maretta..

Post N° 164


I don't want to be a soldierWho the captain of some sinking shipWould stow, far belowSo if you love meWhy'd you let me go?I took my love down to Violet HillThere we sat in snowAll that time she was silent stillSo if you love meWon't you let me know?If you love me,Won't you let me know?