A Sorta Fairytale.

“And I rode alongside,

and I rode alongside of him,

yeah, I rode alongside…

until you lost me there in the open road…

And I rode alongside,

’til the honey spread too too thin –

for me to break your bread…

for me to take your word…

I had to steal it.”

6 thoughts on “A Sorta Fairytale.

  1. woundstofeel says:

    Me too. I love love love Tori!