fredag 10. juni 2011
torsdag 2. juni 2011
I'm looking through you, where did you go
I thought I knew you, what did I know
You don't look different, but you have changed
I'm looking through you, you're not the same
Your lips are moving, I cannot hear
Your voice is soothing, but the words aren't clear
You don't sound different, I've learned the game.
I'm looking through you, you're not the same
Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight
I thought I knew you, what did I know
You don't look different, but you have changed
I'm looking through you, you're not the same
Your lips are moving, I cannot hear
Your voice is soothing, but the words aren't clear
You don't sound different, I've learned the game.
I'm looking through you, you're not the same
Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight
tirsdag 22. februar 2011
onsdag 9. februar 2011
søndag 6. februar 2011
..When I'm inspired, I get excited because I can't wait to see what I'll come up with next..
Sometimes you meet people that inspire you.
It could be little things, but someone may also be able to alter your whole perspective of things.
I love it when this happens. This is what it is all about. And what makes it even better, is when it happens when you are going about in your everyday life, and not somewhere else in the world.
Plain and simple; Great stuff.
onsdag 2. februar 2011
Follow the lights...
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