February 2012
3 posts
Big blue skies and an open field My right hand on the steering wheel Two young lovers runnin’ wild We bought string and a brand new kite We couldn’t wait to watch it fly But it flew too high, it flew too high So I took your hand and you took mine And we waltzed together in time But looking back I guess I didn’t know That I was in love and you were letting go It’s funny how...