I wanted only you.
Walking arm in arm didn't mean it was true.
Didn't mean that love was true.
— Colt! Where are you going?
— Nowhere. I'm just taking one of those unmotivated "butt in the moonbeam" walks.
I wanted only you.
Walking arm in arm didn't mean it was true.
Didn't mean that love was true.
— Colt! Where are you going?
— Nowhere. I'm just taking one of those unmotivated "butt in the moonbeam" walks.