lunes, 17 de octubre de 2011

I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete

Oh simple thing where have you gone

I'm getting old
and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired
and I need somewhere to begin

I came across a fallen tree

I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

Oh simple thing where have you gone

I'm getting old
and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired
and I need somewhere to begin.

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