Listen to the voices that i have heard
One day long I might last till dawn
Smoking down the road
Filling lungs with smoke
Speaking to my self
I must be growing old
Better times I have seen much worse
Today I have got something’s that I have got to learn
Knowing someone will be
Looking out for me
But who could it be
When I am growing old
One day long I might last till dawn
Smoking down the road
Filling lungs with smoke
Speaking to my self
I must be growing old
Better times I have seen much worse
Today I have got something’s that I have got to learn
Knowing someone will be
Looking out for me
But who could it be
When I am growing old
:(
2 comments:
growing old with you is what i want
&
i will be by ur side till the end
coz
i love u
forever & always
:D
lobi post eh
nice blog
:D
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