I can't imagine all the people that you know
And the places that you go
When the lights are turned down low
And I don't understand all the things you've seen
But I'm slipping in between
You and your big dreams
It's always you, in my big dreams
Monday, June 15, 2009 @ 12:28 AM
edmund dantes. says (11:48 PM): cheer up! i'll bring you in my pocket the next time i go hiking edmund dantes. says (11:48 PM): you can sit right at the highest point of the peak and make your mark
thank you my 6 year old stranger! sometimes you say just what i need to hear.