Path through life
First I walked
One straight solid road
I didn't know where it would take me
But it felt good to follow it
Then I walked
Through a nice looking village
And I could choose my own destination
I did, and wandered several streets
Now I walk
Over a cloud of dust
And there seems to be no path for me
I guess I chose the wrong way...
One straight solid road
I didn't know where it would take me
But it felt good to follow it
Then I walked
Through a nice looking village
And I could choose my own destination
I did, and wandered several streets
Now I walk
Over a cloud of dust
And there seems to be no path for me
I guess I chose the wrong way...
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| Auteur: missB | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 19 maart 2008 | ||
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