Showing posts with label Shall not repeat what happened last year. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shall not repeat what happened last year. Show all posts

Sunday, 21 September 2008

The. Person. That. Knows. Nothing.

Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone
I hear you call my name, and it feels like home.

Like a child, you whisper softly to me
You're in control just like a child, now I'm dancing.