It doesn't rain for the weather-wise
And I don't shine for show
These walls were meant to talk through
Eyes on the in-between
Speak soft with concrete wings
And fly...
I think this time I'll fly, thank you
And I don't shine for show
These walls were meant to talk through
Eyes on the in-between
Speak soft with concrete wings
And fly...
I think this time I'll fly, thank you
soma__:
nice lyrics.. flying seems like a nice thought
chichicat:
Rob lost his virginity, I'll alert the press. And what body mods are you getting this summer? Guess you really like your new girlfriend, huh? 