Over the ocean, outcast with nowhere to go (nowhere to go, - TopicsExpress



          

Over the ocean, outcast with nowhere to go (nowhere to go, nowhere to go) A brighter forecast where new winds will blow (we let go, let it go) A storm is drawing near, come meet me when it’s cleared Waste my youth chasing kites, I know will blow out of my hand Overlooking our past, letting it go A brighter forecast, new winds will blow A storm is drawing near, come meet me when it’s cleared Waste my youth chasing kites I know will blow... ♥ https://youtube/watch?v=ETCnS4Lj9Y4&list=UU_1oLG8GJockwf4ye34lh-woc
Posted on: Sun, 19 Oct 2014 11:20:04 +0000

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