Sunday, December 4, 2011
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Baby blue eyes
Head in the clounds.
When the wind blows,
Feet planted on the ground.
All this talk,
But nothing worth talking about.
When the wind blows,
I stand still.
Build them up,
Break me down.
I'm bound to an endless satisfaction to never be figured out,
I wont stand down,
No walls will fall down.
Ive said it before and ill say it again.
i have no problem turning the other way.
Theres to much to tell,
Not enough time
There's an endless story behind these blue eyes.
I wont stand down,
No walls will fall down.
Ive said it before and ill say it again.
i have no problem turning the other way.
Theres to much to tell,
Not enough time
There's an endless story behind these blue eyes.
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