tara

Theres no conbination of words I could put on the back of a postcard, No song that I could sing but I could try for your heart, Our dreams, they are made out of real things, like a shoebox of photographs of sepiatone love. Love is the answer to most of the questions of our heart, Why are we here, Where do we go and how come its so hard, Its not always easy as sometimes life can be dieceivingI'll tell you one thing...it's always better when we're together...