Eavesdropping
You rounded the bend and came across the porch and stood tall
And I've reason to believe
That you were eavesdropping on me
That you were eavesdropping on me
On me
On me
On me
On me
Writer/s: Edward Droste
You rounded the bend and came across the porch and stood tall
And I've reason to believe
That you were eavesdropping on me
That you were eavesdropping on me
On me
On me
On me
On me
Writer/s: Edward Droste