Sunday, April 18, 2010

don't drink and drive - smoke and fly

photo from winni and fred

Baby, baby, let me fly away. Fly from where I am, 'cause I just can't put up with others. But I don't wanna be miles from where you are. If I have to be without you, everyday I'll lay down on the cold ground and I'll pray that something picks you up, and sets you down in my warm arms.

But even if I'll be far,far away, just know that you’re not in this thing alone, there’s always a place in me that you can call home. Whenever you feel like we’re growing apart, let’s just go back to the start. Baby, we have to fight for this love.


On Tuesday, I'm going with my group STEP to the San Remo(Italy). 28hours travelling by bus - hope that I'll survive it. But just in case, I'll say goodbye with others on Monday. Maybe I a little bit
exaggerate, but.. Tomorrow can be your last day, you never know…

I still miss master of suspense. :<

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