paticmak: I know my sister like I know my own mindYou will never find anyone as trusting or as kindIf I tell her that I love him she’d be silently resignedHe’d be mineShe would say I’m fineShe’d be lying
paticmak: I know my sister like I know my own mindYou will never find anyone as trusting or as kindIf I tell her that I love him she’d be silently resignedHe’d be mineShe would say I’m fineShe’d be lying