I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightenin' out to do
The path that I'm walking
I must go alone
I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown...
Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?
oh radio baby, i can't help but close my eyes and turn around with the mountains
by my side,
lunch break lover, meet me close to the boulder. i've been dreaming for you, such a long time.
hummus salad.
baby gnome. or bumble bee.
corn on cob
No comments:
Post a Comment