domingo, 7 de fevereiro de 2010

Looking for

I'm chasing after butterflies, birds, clouds...

I'm chasing the wind, the snow, the rain and the sun

I'm looking for life, wanting to hold her in my hands

But the butterflies fly away, also the birds...

The clouds go along with the wind

And the rain and the snow melt with the sun

What am I really chasing after?

Maybe, you there.

(Me here)

1 comentário:

  1. Everything blows away... Stay strong, one day it may blows your way.
    Gosto mesmo do que escreve.


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