When you're away, I'm restless, lonely, Wretched, bored, dejected; only here's the rub, my darling dear, I feel the same when you're near. Samuel Hoffenstein
When you're away, I'm restless, lonely, Wretched, bored, dejected; only here's the rub, my darling dear, I feel the same when you're near.
My soul is dark with stormy riot: directly traced over to diet. Samuel Hoffenstein
My soul is dark with stormy riot: directly traced over to diet.
