If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. (:

Thursday 4 March 2010

Stroll on a stormy spring evening...

Walking on a dream, how can I explain? Talking to myself, will I see again? Thought I'd never see the love you found in me. Now it's changing all the time. Living in a rhythm where the minutes working overtime. I can feel it when two people become one.
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