Post by Steve on Nov 14, 2006 17:22:48 GMT -5
lets disappear into the thickets
sleep all day beneath dripping roses
and speak in lines to the music of the crickets
we dream of dreams when all we are is what you seem to be.
sleep all day beneath dripping roses
and speak in lines to the music of the crickets
we dream of dreams when all we are is what you seem to be.