: Delicate Delicate Delicate Our love was precious and nothing could compare You always knew how to handle me with care Thought it was real but now
's a Song) Ah! (Queensberry here!) (There's a Song) (There's a Song) Ah!! (Queensberry here!) (There's a song-song-song-song-(Ah!!)song-song-song )
: Do you believe in fairytales? No, I?m not. I do believe in Christmas. Strophe Walking through a winter dreamland. My eyes till mantis alright by
: Whoou, You better do it (better, better do it) It's about a time, not that long ago, when you didn't know what to do. Baby you know, that's the way
