Getting that itch.
That itch to leave.
To feel alive and finally breathe.
Find my own reason to no longer roam.
Change this pace.
Thats set to a funeral tone.
Cause Im not shooting for moon.
Im shooting to find a home.
This picture was taken from a plane on my second trip to Colorado.
I wish I would have just stayed the first time I was there.
1 comment:
yes baby, that would have been good. but i love you anyway and someday when we see each other again things will be exactly the same, and we will be best friends always no matter what state what significant other what jobs what song is on the radio no matter. tu me manque, et je t'aime, je me reve que ca.
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