ACCIO HAPPINESS
Your heart is a city
Your eyes are a fixture
The mind tells a story
With ten thousand pictures
We stumble upon it
Fell through the ceiling tiles
We drew up a landscape
We climbed down a ladder
Carved out a memory
To follow the pattern
And now on a clear glass wall
I can see my faith
You know it’s never too late
Your eyes are a fixture
The mind tells a story
With ten thousand pictures
We stumble upon it
Fell through the ceiling tiles
We drew up a landscape
We climbed down a ladder
Carved out a memory
To follow the pattern
And now on a clear glass wall
I can see my faith
You know it’s never too late
Andrew Belle - Sky's still blue lyrics
Är det bara jag som faktiskt längtar lite tills den första snön kommer?
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Postat av: Marina
JA! Det är bara du Sandra =)
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