oh I miss you. I miss these days, those bikes, the swirling leaves, the excitement for the fall.
let us go then, you and I, when the evening is spread out against the sky...and seeing that it was a soft October night, curled once about the house, and fell asleep.
oh I miss you. I miss these days, those bikes, the swirling leaves, the excitement for the fall.
RépondreSupprimerlet us go then, you and I, when the evening is spread out against the sky...and seeing that it was a soft October night, curled once about the house, and fell asleep.