Joe کے بول

There was a time I was so lonely Remember the time, it was aFriday You made me feel fine, we did it my way I sat on your knees every Friday We walked in fields of golden hay I still recall you We walked in fields of golden hay I see you in the summer Joe, Joe You sat on your chair by the fire Transfixed in a stare, taking me higher Precious years to remember Childhood fears I surrender We walked in fields of golden hay I still recall you We walked in fields of golden hay I see you in the summer Joe, Joe