So where has all the day gone? And why are my lungs aching when I breathe? Is there something wrong with the heat? Why am I so cold? My heart feels sick And it hurts when I speak
So wake, wake up, Just wake, wake up
Was this what we hoped for?
lyrics by Dallas Green and again, lyrics are what we make out of them. i think this is very personal issue and want everyone to dream on his or her own ...
This stunning artwork is featured here YOU.Let me thank you so much for being an inspiration for many artists and for inviting others to you.May your days be as colourful as a rainbow.
I like how the feather is all clear while the background is blurred, great shot ^^