I can’t go back. I am not the same person anymore.
get off my back.
Back it up. Words without actions is dead. People feel your love in their nervous system, not in your words.
Back in the USSR. You said it Mr. McCartney and Mr. Lennon.
|An Old Irish Blessing|
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.