Now the fuzzy stare from not being there on a confusing morning week…..Impaired my tribal lunar speak… And of course you can’t become if you only say what you would have done….. So I missed a million miles of fun
But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do. And I would gladly hit the road, get up and go if I knew; that someday, it would lead me back to you…That someday, it would lead me back to you….
