The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only one page

tisdag 20 november 2012

Freedom, run away tonight


Don't know why I'm still afraid
If you weren't real I would make
you up now
I wish that I could follow through
I know that your love is true and deep as the sea
But right now
everything you want is wrong
And right now
all your dreams are waking up
And right now
I wish I could follow you
to the shores of freedom
where no one lives

Ibland tar bara vardagen och måsten för mycket plats. Jag kan inte sammanfatta det mycket bättre än
Trött.
Trött, men kan inte somna

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