“There will come a day when you walk out of my dreams, face to face like I’m imagining. Baby how can i be sure that you’re the one im waiting for. Will you be unmistakable? How can I know song I’ve never heard? How will I know you for you swear you haven’t said a word How will I know how this will end, before we begin.” Sometimes I think, think that you...
No one knows me but they know my name, that’s not real to me. Dying flowers in a dressing room, a dangerous time to let your head to make up it’s own mind, that’s not real to me. Wake up you might be dreaming now
(s)he’s got a smile that seems to me, reminds me...
:’) love you.