Risks Of Loving You
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays;
My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,
Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
I open my eyes again to see Ryan looking at me, his eyes a little wide.
"You have a good voice," he says.
I can already feel myself blushing. "I'm not that great. My sister though, she's..."
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