Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Green Street Hooligan
I'm forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air,
They fly so high,
'Till they reach the sky,
And like my dreams they fade and die.
Fortunes always hiding,
I've looked everywhere.
I'm forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the aïr.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
