Ahh yes, another day of being alone and broke!
How could I forecast
Everthing from the past
The weatherman says nice and clear
But your not here
I should have known
That the winds have blown into your sails
I wish I had known
That our love is gone
And I have failed
How could I forecast
Everthing from the past
The weatherman says nice and clear
But your not here
I should have known
That the winds have blown into your sails
I wish I had known
That our love is gone
And I have failed
I try to have at least one adventure a week. it keeps your blood flowing. And gives you countless sstories to tell.