My grandma was a wise old soul
Took me by the hand not long ago
Said, "Son, what's your hurry, boy slow it down
Taste the wild honey, listen to the sound
Of the wind that's blowin' through the trees
Rivers flowin' to the sea
Yeah they're all headin' home just like you and me
Life's for livin' child, can't you see?"
2 komentarja:
partglaz, ne zanemarjaj svojega bloga!
Itak, da ne bom. Zdele se bom osredotocil na to, kar mi najvec pomeni - glasba in moc lepih besed. Kaj menis na to? Bo pärty?
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