It's only life.
Pieces of what we used to call home
Sunday, April 5, 2009
One day i'll fly away...
Leave all this to yesterday
What more could your love do for me?
When will love be through with me?
Why live life from dream to dream
And dread the day when dreaming ends...
One day I'll fly away
Fly fly
away.
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