Home is where I want to be. Pick me up and turn me round. I feel numb, burn with a weak heart. I guess I must be having fun. The less we say about it the better.
a terrible signal. too weak to even recognize. a gentle collapsing. the removal of the insides. . i'm touched by your pleas. i value these moments. we're older than we realize.
Home is where I want to be. Pick me up and turn me round. I feel numb, burn with a weak heart. I guess I must be having fun. The less we say about it the better.
Last time she jumped out the window, well, she only turned and. smiled. You might think she would say something, but you'd have to. wait a while.. . Well the lady don't mind..
Sometimes the world has a load of questions,. Seems like the world knows nothing at all.. The world is near but it's out of reach,. Some people touch it, but they can't hold on..
Home, is where I want to be. Pick me up and turn me 'round. I come home, born with a weak heart. I guess I must be having fun. . But the less we say about it the better.