‘‘The Stone Age didn’t end for lack of stone, and the oil age will end long before the world runs out of oil.’‘
...i know you try your hardest to give me what i need;
you show me where your heart is; mine needs time to breathe
it may not broken, but it's far from fine...
the sweetest words you've spoken will help it mend in time...
Somedays are so bright I wish that I could save
half that sunlight for a rainy day
so when it rains I’d have some sun.
..I can’t be letting joy depend on the sunrays.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map