zondag 22 juli 2007

over thinking



Your eyes, they draw me to your heart.


Your voice, can fly me to the stars.


What if this dream could be real?


Our fantasy could take us anywhere




We could fly to the ocean,


to see the sun fading behind the sea


You are holding my hand,


I don 't think we'll ever leave




We could walk through a forest


and get lost behind the trees


You can sleep in my arms if you want to


I don 't think we'll ever leave




I guess it 's up to us,


to stop the clock from ticking






4 opmerkingen:

Lianne zei

Hihi! Dat zou een mooie kopfoto zijn! ;)

Mooi!

Lydia zei

wauw, mooi:)
zelf gemaakt??
dag:)

Sjoerd zei

Ja, zelf gemaakt...:)

Marjolein zei

mooi!:)
totopflevoo!!:)