out of words
was it you who sang the words that things would happend but not to me, but the things will gonna happend naturally
ohh taking on the bright sight, looking on the bright side and balancing on the whole thing
but it often times those words get tangle up in line, and the bright light turn to dark..and till the dawn is bring a little boy has sing about the magic that was you and me, coz you and i both love ..and you and both love which others only dream of, others only read of , the love ..the love that i loved.
it all about damn words all the number all incumber numbers words , hundred of pages pages those words all words that i ever heard that i feel so alive. ooh you and i you and i got so little you and i anymore, ooohh
be continue
