Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.
Ah the first summer of love was here when I was much too young
ah the first summer of love was clearly just a summer long
My mind was willing and my spirit was strong..
I have seen by degrees the boiling point come and go.
How high your highest of heights? How low are your lows?
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map