“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
I meant it all and every part
and every word right from the start,
I’ll never let this love fall in the middle
Through it all.
if your hopes scatter like the dust across your track, i’ll be the moon that shines on your path. the sun may blind our eyes; i’ll pray the skies above for snow to fall on the sahara.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map