Breathe, breathe in the air. Don't be afraid to care. leave but don't leave me. Look around and choose your own ground. Long you live and high you fly and smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry and all you touch and all you see is all your life will ever be. Run, rabbit run dig that hole, forget the sun, and when at last the work is done don't sit down it's time to dig another one. For long you live and high you fly but only if you ride the tide and balanced on the biggest wave you race towards an early grave.
Publicado por Camila. en 12:57