out of sight, out of mind here I thought that love was kind but it’s not, it’s mean and rude it really has an attitude it is rude, and it is mean how can I my love redeem my love, that used to feel so light is out of mind, and out of sight
I don’t have the right words. I really don’t know what to say. I’ve said it in my manifesto, Antoine is saying it in his own words, better than I ever could.
Tangerine Tales 