Πέμπτη, 1 Σεπτεμβρίου 2011

rorschach's journal [draught]

(VERSE)

no clouds
what I don't know is how this may sound
to you
my love
-
no rain
but I don't know if you'd like to stay
the night
once more

(CHORUS)

they call me sunshine love
and you're so beautiful
it was nice knowing you
you're unlike anything I know