The memories are old but love is the same, The first step unbeknownst to me... The memories are old but love is the same, The first step unbeknownst to me.....

Memories of past is.... Memories of past is....

Love the old handwoven bedshit by mother Love the old handwoven bedshit by mother

No need for stairs.. for monkey.. No need for stairs.. for monkey..

Come to sit close to me. . Come to sit close to me. .

Where are the.. Where are the..