The places I had traveled vignetted in front of my eyes, frame by frame, those streams, those mountains, that street I’d love to get lost again in, that mystery girl, those eyes that hold me even today. The dark clouds
The places I had traveled vignetted in front of my eyes, frame by frame, those streams, those mountains, that street I’d love to get lost again in, that mystery girl, those eyes that hold me even today. The dark clouds