Sunday, 17 January 2010

"But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and
The light that you shine can be seen."

1 comment:

  1. Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey,
    Ooh, the more I get of you the stranger it feels, yeah,
    Now that your rose is in bloom
    a light hits the gloom on the grey