I feel so lucky to have the life I have now, after feeling like a prisoner for so long, there are more good times than before, outside it may look like a struggle,
What a strange little town we have parked up in, I wonder if could have travelled back in time, the narrow lanes and old market place centre, surrounded by old rooftops in a wavering line
Let's confess its me as always you and me and just admit that one day your only gonna wring my heart out, because its me as only you me and lets be sure that one day
Another beautiful summers day in october, not even a chill in the swooshing by air, as I lean over with you, in exact timing, alone again, I almost feel like me again,