Never ending story

When the days are long, and the thunder with the storm
can always get me crying

You can make my bed, i'll fall into it, shattered but not lonely
Because i never knew a home, until i found your hands
When i'm weathered
, you come to me, you're my best friend

And that's why we'll always make it

(Stars, My Favourite Book)


World without end said...

É sempre simpático encontrar um bom blog totalmente por acaso... confesso que gostei! Posso fazer um link no meu?

rita said...

obrigada e claro que sim!

World without end said...

Okee dokee! Sempre que quiseres, dá um pulo no meu blog!