Welcome to the murders in the Rue Morgue.

I keep listening, very quietly.You're discussing, your philosophy.There's a long list, of what's wrong with me.And you go on talking endlessly.... now

martes, 16 de junio de 2009

Baby doll, i´m sad and blue, glossy wings carry you.
Well, midnight sun will never shine.
Oh it´s so cold right here!
Travelling along a tropic highway
crazy as the world goes round and round.
But All night long.

1 comentario:

Anónimo dijo...

Traveling alone sometimes is the best....