Real love is hard work. You have to decide if you want it in your story—or… if you’d rather just stay in the dream.
...With all the hurt that I’ve done, hold it high for me
that can’t be undone, hold it high for me
light and guide me through, hold it high for me
I’ll do the same for you, and hold it high for me
If I didn’t believe in you, I couldn’t have stood before all of our friends and said This, this is the life I choose; this is the part I can’t bear to lose; trip us or trap us but we refuse to fall.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map