The rush of tides follow my lines
Follow my gaze forward in time
The grand vision of eloped transition
Carries me forward without delay
Holding up my socks; I’ll be ok
I trust her, I believe in her
I’ll be ok, if I could only trust myself
The rush of tides follow my lines
Follow my gaze forward in time
The grand vision of eloped transition
Carries me forward without delay
Holding up my socks; I’ll be ok
I trust her, I believe in her
I’ll be ok, if I could only trust myself
Saved, I enjoy your blog! 🙂
Thank you 🙂