When music was music, when love was more than a word, when flowers for a lady meant something and when dancing in the moonlight with a true love and to a song such as this was special …. take me back in time please …
Was at school and the teachers let us go on our phones,so I play this song on low volume, then this girl starts talking trash about my taste in music and takes my phone to start playing depressing recent music, and then this other girl comes up to her and says “why are you listening to depressed music” and she got mad karma. The way you treat people is the way you will be treated