maybe tomorrow . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
I've been down and I'm wondering why
These little black clouds keep walking around with me, with me
Waste time and I'd rather be high
Think I'll walk me outside and buy a rainbow smile but be free, be all free
So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home
I look around at a beautifiul life
I been the upper side of down
been the inside of out but we breathe, we breathe
I wanna a breeze in an open mind
I wanna swim in the ocean
wanna take my time for me, all free
So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home
posted by io. @ 4:04 PM
2 Comments:
A beleza de esperarmos o amanhã vivendo o hoje, pessoas vão e vem mas o amanhã é sempre certo... e ele é um reflexo das nossas atitudes de hoje. Be happy, be yourself becos it´s best you can be and only what the world need and i want... beloved...
*arrepio nuca acima*
"Home is the heart is."
BACCIO
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