Moje misli..

I uvijek slijedim put koji mi određuje..Nekada i boli,no za sada će tako i ostati,jer,jednostavno nisam osoba koja bi bila u stanju slušati "razum" i biti "hladne glave"...

...I see my red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black

I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back..

R.S.

nitko još nije napisao u istoj rečenici srce - uz zdrav razum....jednostavno jer to je nemoguće..:)

Oh,sheet...Osajem "srčani" tip...Razum nek pričeka..:)