June 2010
When I grow up, I want to be a forester Run through the moss on high heels That’s what I’ll do, throwing out boomerang Waiting for it to come back to me When I grow up, I want to live near the
What a man supposed to do? You think you made it...you think you made it. Maby we should run away... It's not impossible. Feel God at the end? Different... What a man supposed to do, you think you