Berichten van 31 maart 2019

The sun don't shine.
My valentine is far across the ocean.
My bed feels cold My love's untold.
And I can't find the potion.
The birds don't sing.
It's almost spring but blizzards rage inside me.
I hibernate and hide away
till the sun comes out to fine me.
Cuz MarchAprilMay
will wash away the gray.
June and July
will make you soar up in the sky.
March April May
will make you sing and sway.
June and July
Let's give love a try.
I can't returm.
Mys burned and sabotaged behind me.
I've tried so hard.
Played all my cards but fortune just can't find me. When stars align we'll intertwine.
But winter days have tried me.