Cheyenne Ashley - Leftovers

Promise me
That when you're done with my heart
You'll put it in a dish
So we wont have to part
Stick it in the frig
With the rest of the food
Come back for it later
When you get it the mood
That's all you think
My heart is anyway
Some leftover stuff
To come back to someday

Cheyenne Ashley

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