All of these ghost towns I keep travelling through
All of these traffic signs and lonesome bars blind the view
I swear I can be better
I could be more to you
But there are things that line my path
That I just had to do
All of these traffic signs and lonesome bars blind the view
I swear I can be better
I could be more to you
But there are things that line my path
That I just had to do
Maybe I should just turn around
And walk away
For no matter how much I really do want to stay
You know I can't, No it's too late
And walk away
For no matter how much I really do want to stay
You know I can't, No it's too late
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| New York 2009 |
wooow, helt helt fantastisk bild!
ReplyDeleteTack! :) Det drog in ett oväder och jag hade första parkett på 82 vån höjd...
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ReplyDeleteIs it you Yvonne Chenoa? Otherwise I need your email to be able to email you Yvonne ;)
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