My name is Amanda |
When I am beautiful
I will be 5 foot 7...
That day in may, mischievously you
hid at the bottom of the garden to escape...
Ten years from now I'll still
remember the sound of your...
I dream of a place
where no roads end...
Soliders, we will
never know who...
Ten years from now I'll still
remember the sound of your...
The sound of your voice,
a dull echo through the...
Billowing smoke and people
diving, flying, departing...
'smoke the inspiration' |
When all our dreams are over and done |