with each shot i nonchalantly would take a peek at caroline . and here she was, in my bar. . I remember it was a light blue, the colour of early morning. It just hangs out there on the awning, blowing around in the breeze
with each shot i nonchalantly would take a peek at caroline . and here she was, in my bar. . I remember it was a light blue, the colour of early morning. It just hangs out there on the awning, blowing around in the breeze
with each shot i nonchalantly would take a peek at caroline . and here she was, in my bar. . I remember it was a light blue, the colour of early morning. It just hangs out there on the awning, blowing around in the breeze