all the roads we have to walk are winding
and all the lights that lead us there are blinding
Saturday, June 10, 2006
- 11:34 PM
And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
me, myself and i
aruna
15 going on 16
rafflesian
acts/dances