“The question is not what you look at, but what you see.”
This is over my head but underneath my feet… I’m waiting for tonight, then waiting for tomorrow. And I’m somewhere in between what is real and just a dream.
...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