Monday 17 September 2007 photo 1/1
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I sit and think about the day that you're gonna die, 'Cause your wrinkled eyes betrayed the joy with which you smiled. Care to see my reason? Care to put your life in mine? Looking at life from the perspective of a boy Who's learnt to love you but has also learned to grow. Could we make it better, stormy weather? So I dunno. Is there anybody home? Who will believe me, won't deceive me, who'll try to teach me? Is there anybody home? Who wants to have me, just to love me? Stuck in the middle.
Annons