We had seen the sun sink down behind the dark veil,
We spoke how on a train, we'll go, we'll sail
With the wind blowing hard and a guitar in your hands
I'll rest my head on your shoulders, the tune in us will stand.
We spoke how on a train, we'll go, we'll sail
With the wind blowing hard and a guitar in your hands
I'll rest my head on your shoulders, the tune in us will stand.
Oh my, and what a music that shall be,
ReplyDeletethe two souls which shall ignite!
:)
Very nice.
Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete
There will be melody in the air, because of the love that they share :P
ReplyDeleteThank you.
i can breathe the beautiful wind...do you know what I mean? :)
ReplyDeleteand girl...your blog's new look...it's effin AWESOME!!!!!! I LOVE ITTT!!!!
@Antara
ReplyDeleteThank you pretty! Let's go have phuchkas? Can I have ur number? ;) :P