Through Time and Space
Somewhere in time there's a boy who's not afraid to cry
Somewhere in space, a girl awaits to dry his eyes
Somehow they're drawn together da love's great gravity
Somewhere between time and space
Is where my Amore will be
The Past
‘O, James dear, would te please ask Mr. Wemmington where the fiori are? They should have been brought here early this morning and have still not arrived. If I had the time I would fuoco the person who arranges the flowers, but te know how terribly busy I’ve been with the organization of your 25th birthday ball…’, Queen Patricia told her youngest...
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