Reach for my hand because it's held out for you,
My shoulders are small but you can cry on them too,
Everything changes but only one thing is true , understand,
We'll always be more then just friends.
Poem 3
Reach for my hand because it's held out for you,
My shoulders are small but you can cry on them too,
Everything changes but only one thing is true , understand,
We'll always be more then just friends.