April 2008
Five months have past and taken with them every sense of warmth, until my blood ran cold and life stood still. And still I hold my breath, counting the nights I've stood with my heart in hand.&nb
I've been traveling for so long So lost till I stumbled upon Two roads in front of me I had to take my time. To the right I could see a church I took a step in that direction first But to the left the