Monday, February 9, 2009
I know nothing of tides
and I’m confused by the stars
but you can never get lost
when you’ve nowhere to go.
And I’ve got space in my heart
for the next twenty years
so don’t think there’s a rush -
just come on over sometime.
And I will haunt myself blind,
only sleep when I’m bored.
And I will talk into space.
And I will worry this house.
And I’ve got space in my heart
for the next twenty years
so don’t think there’s a rush -
just come on over sometime..
2 comments:
нет уж "холдоньте"
Хардрейне, я за вами скучаю :(
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