Friday, March 30, 2007
I think I'll start a new life,
I think I'll start it over,
where no one knows my name.
I'll get out of California,
I'm tired of the weather,
I think I'll get a lover and fly em out to Spain.
I think I'll go to Boston,
I think that I'm just tired.
I think I need a new town,
to leave this all behind.
I think I need a sunrise,
I'm tired of the sunset.
I hear it's nice in the Summer,
some snow would be nice. oh yeah..
(L) alphabet A
10:06 AM