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 Von love's great gravity
Somewhere between time and space
Is where my Liebe will be
The Past
‘O, James dear, would Du please ask Mr. Wemmington where the Blumen are? They should have been brought here early this morning and have still not arrived. If I had the time I would feuer the person who arranges the flowers, but Du know how terribly busy I’ve been with the organization of your 25th birthday ball…’, Queen Patricia told her youngest...
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