June 2007
Like every city needs a distance, every sky demands a moon
Every winter needs a snowfall, every summer wants a June
Money’s just a piece of paper, gold is blinding don’t you see
Fame is just ou
Sad eyed lady, silent sky
Don’t say maybe, don’t you lie
Every time I trip and fall, you smile
Every time I need that drink, you hold my hand for a while
My sister, dear sister… you make me