viernes, febrero 02, 2007

Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies,
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers,
That grow so incredibly high.
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore,
Waiting to take you away.
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds,
And you're gone.




poll, volvé. te necesitamos. es viernes y verano y te necesitamos. hay una seca...