10 April 2012
Sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me,
And what I found when I turned around was that you and I were never meant to be,
The touch of your hand and your hands through my hair,
Looking back its stupid that I even cared.
But as loud as I shout no one hears my cries,
The thought of your name still gives me butterflies...
Ukulele Music. • Opuss № I