Life’s simple. You make choices and you don’t look back.
You’ve come far and though you’re far from the end,
you don’t mind where you are, cuz you know where you’ve been.
How you always talk of catching me, but never open up your hands.
I’m not listening for the right words anymore.
..like the blue sky, right before the rain comes crashing through…
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map