sometimes I miss his smile, I can see him looking and smiling at me and then my heart goes very, very small and then I wish I could go back in time to see him again, look at him and see his smile again.... foward is my way, so that's where I have to keep on move to and tomorrow the sun shines again....
sometimes I miss his smile, I can see him looking and smiling at me and then my heart goes very, very small and then I wish I could go back in time to see him again, look at him and see his smile again.... foward is my way, so that's where I have to keep on move to and tomorrow the sun shines again....
ResponderEliminarI would like to one day fly free from me , my boundaries, and my prisons....let myself go with the wind and just go, be myself again....
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