Fire storm
Nomadic spiritWhat more should I say? The oil painting has dried And you look nice today.Nomadic spirit
You don’t believe my heart Then don’t, love Give me the keys. The sun is rising, and I’ll never forget the light in your room, the rooftop sunset
No there’s no one else It’s just time to go I hope that agony won’t take hold
I’m sorry, I am But the wind doesn’t change And you can’t expect me to stay in one place A heart frozen in time? That’s not me, so again, I’m sorry But yo
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