Sonntag, 22. Mai 2011

You and me.



Imagine us in 50 years.
We'll stick together...


Until the end of time.


When I don't know what to do.
Wanna lay next to you and say:



"Hei."


And we will smoke the days away,
Sitting silent, enjoying the moment.


Wouldn't know what to do without you.



Take my hand and the world is colourful again.


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