16 januari 2010

Utan vingar


Everybody's looking for that something. One thing that makes it all complete. You'll find it in the strangest places, places you never knew it could be. Some find it in the face of their children, some find it in their lover's eyes. Who can deny the joy it brings, when you've found that special thing. You're flying without wings...

1 kommentar:

Vad kul att du tar dig tid att lämna ett spår :)