A song a day 3
And like the leaves on the trees
Like the Carpenters song
Like the planes and the trains and the lives that were young
He's gone
And it feels like the words to a song
And like the leaves on the trees
Like the Carpenters song
Like the planes and the trains and the lives that were young
He's gone
And it feels like the words to a song
filed under: a song a day
or so the story goes .::: .: :.:. :.: ... ::: :. .::. .: :. ::. on Saturday, September 22, 2007
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