Liana Flores
"When the sun..."
When the Sun shines bright in June
I ask: Oh, won't you read a room?
Can't you see that I'm in pain?
Wishing for him, I wish for rain
When the Sun shines bright in June
I ask: Oh, won't you read a room?
Can't you see that I'm in pain?
Wishing for him, I wish for rain