fold in my older house feeling for a roof i was the older one standing and i could've told from where i was that you were at fault for anyone i was affraid to put it all on but you used your words, you heald my arms as if they were yours the leaves sing and i could've told from where i was the beautiful for anyone you shoulders and arm i was afraid to put it all on you used your words you held my arms as if they were yours you held my face as if it was yours (Not perfect at all, this is just a start!)