Well I have kissed the stars. And the police cars. And that little voice... I choose to accept. And now i've turned around. And I have walked away. And quickened my step.
Now I have kissed the ground. And I am forced to run. And I have been living in thinking and wait.
And I have turned around. And I have learned to face... every day.
Now I have kissed the ground. And I am forced to run. And I have been living in thinking and wait.
And I have turned around. And I have learned to face... every day.
always seemed that you are tortured........and have been for a while........I am always hoping things are getting
better,,,,,,,,and hope one day to see that beautiful face smiling honestly,,,,,,,,,,,mhef