Wings

27.03.2009 à 15:31

Wings are made to fly,to dream and escape,visit and look thousand views before is too late,Wings will never be cutted,wings are made to fight,till a endless place,a lost ship,too breath the air,thats right.Wings are made to protect,from painting,not to forget,Visit you,listen to them,see you very high from the sky,And just you decide to land,from this dream that eat you,Its a new love that you note to grow,without age or date to end,theres no laws to make you a prisionerno matter what happend...Wings are made to dream,forget the trueso just note,the "Wings" are you ...