Love is an eye that doesn't see anything.
Love is an eye that doesn't see anything.
A place for everything, everything in its place.
Are you talking about the 'third eye' ?
you admit your wrong
i think its the eye in her Potatoes
There was a yellow eye on a blue face, and a red eye on a green face. The yellow eye said to the red eye "we are both the same, only i'm higher, and you are lower". What are they?
grow up with those Joes..i was made out of thoseyour always talking in riddles Ros
and its the spiced of life we could enjoy at times too
A place for everything, everything in its place.
A woman admitting she's wrong, now that's a first.
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