Who’s Getting Serious? - Kashif

Love is where you find it When you find no love at home and there's Nothing cold as ashes after The fire is gone The bottle is almost empty the clock just now s

Ten years ago on a cold dark night A man killed 'neath the town hall light There were few at the scene and they all did agree That the man who ran looked a lot

I can't stand to see A good man go to waste One who never combs his fair Or shaves his face One who leans on wine Over love that's told a lie It tears me up to