No real English gentleman, in his secret soul, was ever sorry for the death of a political economist.
I am sorry I brought this upon you, my boy. I am sorry you must carry this burden. I am sorry for everything!
How can I begin to say I am sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I hope that you can forgive me. I am sorry.
As I feel the tear go down my cheek, I notice that my heart is weak, For the love I have for you, Will always be gold and true, I have made some mistakes, they rest in the past, But know my love will always last, Even though we are a distance apart, You always…