Just turn around; turn away from me… before i lose my head. just turn around but remember me, and how you left me dead inside….
we were gonna be different; now where did those dreamers go?
i was the one who’d paint the stars and watched you while you slept. you were the one who held my heart and smiled as it leapt inside.. ...
It’s not how you start, it’s how you finish.
And it’s not about the things you’ve done, it’s what you’re doing now.
Everybody gets knocked down — how quick are you gonna get up?
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map