Leftover wine. And a lovely Melanie song.
Leftover wine. Once, you and I, we tried to catch the wind. Once, you and I, tried to touch the clouds. We marvel at our world and we danced freely with the wildflowers… Continue reading
Leftover wine. Once, you and I, we tried to catch the wind. Once, you and I, tried to touch the clouds. We marvel at our world and we danced freely with the wildflowers… Continue reading
Leftover wine… In Austin, Texas. Pretty woman confessed her sins to the bar room poet. He listen to her tales and he caught glimpses of soft tears falling for things that were in… Continue reading