Jun 2014
Who cares if the whole world, against me would turn
And the bridges I leave behind, completely burn
There’s warmth on an Iceland when beside you I lie
So I count it gain, when my soul on yours becomes tied
And the bridges I leave behind, completely burn
There’s warmth on an Iceland when beside you I lie
So I count it gain, when my soul on yours becomes tied
You know the feeling like when thoughts just keep running through your mind without a definite direction as to where they heading?....
