What's the point in moving on when you've got nowhere to go?
What's the point in singing songs when you've got no place to show them?
Thinking of the days when she was always on my mind
Now I'm sitting here alone
and I'm watching the starlight
(c) 2002/2003 Yukka
Toegevoegd door tauzefien op za 29 maart, 2003 1:00 am