fole77: MSH January 2013 (msh0113)
fole77: And now I think of my life as vintage wine from fine old kegs.
fole77: All that glitters is gold
fole77: He looked to me to be the eyes of age
fole77: She fills my heart with joy, she makes my day
fole77: The man in the moon`s a blinding light
fole77: You`re sailing softly through the sun
fole77: Dark is the road you wander
fole77: Fly, fly through a troubled sky
fole77: We built these paper mountains
fole77: If she had wings she would fly away
fole77: The floors and the boards recalling your step
fole77: Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail?
fole77: When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
fole77: River running free you know how I feel
fole77: Don`t stop me now I`m having such a good time
fole77: Drinks another coffee and she finds it hard to stay awake
fole77: What the hell am I doing here? I don`t belong here.
fole77: Light up your face with gladness
fole77: Living in a fisheye lens, Caught in the camera eye
fole77: In your arms, I feel so safe and so secure