It’s what you always
wanted to see
it’s like the place
you want to be
It’s like the wind
that blows your hair
it’s like a song
cried in the air
It’s like music
a sweet melody
high in the sky
where you are free
Auteur: Edwin van Rossen | ||
Gecontroleerd door: 260580 | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 21 oktober 2003 | ||
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