You see we are like everything calm
We talk and it plays like uncontrolled love
It sounds of love and has no boundries
Walking with you would be life
A beautiful colorful notion unseen till now
A notion of being there with cellos playing
A ballad all our own... a hint of peacefulness
Peaceful whirlpools of new music
It would be like the sounds of love
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
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