The Wind
Life is like a wind
Gentle and Soft
The wind flows though the rustling leaves
Like the little boy ho heaves and heaves
Thats the wind that blows through the minds of the broken
The broken are like peices of a peice of token in your mind..
Life is like a wind
Gentle and Soft
The wind flows though the rustling leaves
Like the little boy ho heaves and heaves
Thats the wind that blows through the minds of the broken
The broken are like peices of a peice of token in your mind..