The light of the truth can be harsh to those who’ve been in the dark.
Somedays are so bright I wish that I could save
half that sunlight for a rainy day
so when it rains I’d have some sun.
..I can’t be letting joy depend on the sunrays.
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
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map