Over the mountain
Ev’ry day passes by
and like a bird in the sky
there can only be one conclusion
feeling free is a fine solution.
Flying high over the mountain top
no one there to make me stop
no one suffers the way men do
there’s no way I feel blue.
Way up above the earth to fly
in a clear bright blue sky
I fly along with the sun
I go home where my life begun.
Indy Toma
| Fairouz: | Dinsdag, juli 20, 2010 12:12 |
| terug ( zoals de surinamers zeggen ) daar waar je huis woont. Mooi Indy...liefs, Fairouz |
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| Nummer 127 : | Maandag, juli 19, 2010 22:27 |
| being home is being where you are... of waar je Stella staat ;) B |
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| switi lobi: | Maandag, juli 19, 2010 22:00 |
| Je lijkt John Denver wel:) Mooi gedaan hoor! |
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| Auteur: Indy Toma | ||
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| Gepubliceerd op: 19 juli 2010 | ||
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