Theres nothing interesting to say, at the moment. I like to write. |
She wants to know why she feels the way she does,
Why is she constantly crying, though nothings...
Every Chance I'd get, I'd wish for you...
In my world before I met you...
Every Chance I'd get, I'd wish for you...
In my world before I met you...
She wants to know why she feels the way she does,
Why is she constantly crying, though nothings...
All dreams come to an end, because you have to wake up eventually. |