It has been a run all these years, never looked back
Sometimes I wish though I could, I really do…
“Gosh! Look at all these memories return…
It has wings, trust me, time just flew!”
Desire is like playing with fire, burns you down but propels you higher.
It has been a run all these years, never looked back
Sometimes I wish though I could, I really do…
“Gosh! Look at all these memories return…
It has wings, trust me, time just flew!”