31
May
2009
May
2009
At the beach
It was an afternoon at the beach.
Lyla and Will did exactly what they wanted to do.
Lyla indulged in her inner Stevie Nicks.
Baby, you’ll come knocking on my front door
Same old line you used to use before
I said ya, well
What am I supposed to do
I didn’t know what I was getting into
So you’ve had a little trouble in town
Now you’re keeping some demons down
Stop draggin’ my
Stop draggin’ my
Stop draggin’ my heart around
And Will ate.
And ate.
And ate.
