Porcelain face, clear eyes set in blue, The hair no barber could tame. In love with a girl in the gamine kind of style, Oh I wish I was Eighteen once again.
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I too yearn for the past, but I kind of like the way my life has turned out so far so I wouldn't change anything!
Know what you mean. Probably change my socks though. Just my parents I miss.