I thought with you in me I'd be whole & you will be free, but the sum of us is just someone else's- pack of cigarette, thin paperback, prayer in a long night. It's my turn to dream.
Where lines happen.
I thought with you in me I'd be whole & you will be free, but the sum of us is just someone else's- pack of cigarette, thin paperback, prayer in a long night. It's my turn to dream.