Rich in Love?
We've all been there
I used to be rich once, Until I fell in love, It hit me like a bowling ball, Falling from above. She was spending lots of money, But I was too blind to see Until before I knew it, It was rags that clothed me. But still by love I was blinded, And yearn for her did I, She kept my heart locked tight, Boy was she ever sly. Though I was broke and bankrupt, Matter did it not, Because all that I could see, Were the riches...