I need you so, you are my overcoat that keeps me warm trapped in the snow And on my way from work to home, I will not throw you to the floor And on the bed, on which we rest, you double as my blanket...
What kind of stuff is this? There will be woman before the Day of Judgment And I won’t see them But that time will come when it will be so That is our time which was described By itself it is a...
It's cold, isn't it cold? It's bitter out. So it's Christmas, a great time of year when we spend hundreds of pounds we haven't really got on piles of cr@p that...
Here I have one of my favorite jackets that needs, as you can see, more development, but again, that can be up to me later or you to use as a jump-off point. I call it my "Mod Coat"...