The rarest kind, my love
he gave me back, my glove
he thinks I'll die without him
but I can get along without him
Our future is a past
we have dismissed the cast
and now we start our separate ways
so be good bye, my love.
The rarest kind, my love
he gave me back, my glove
he thinks I'll die without him
but I can get along without him
Our future is a past
we have dismissed the cast
and now we start our separate ways
so be good bye, my love.