I could sit here in the city with my guitar and sing mayday parade with strangers all diggity day long.
And I wrote something new I'll post soon. I hope you like it. I can finally freely write. It's the beautiful weather. That's enough love in itself, and at night the backyard and the breeze is so much more welcoming these days. Even when I'm alone.
I thought I could live in your arms, and spend every moment I have with you. Stay up all night with the Stars. Confess all the faith that I had in you.