martes, 18 de mayo de 2010

I Just Felt Like Writting

If Here And Now I Lose My Mind, I Know You'll Be There To Help Me Find It. We'll Look Under The Bed, We'll Look Inside Old Boxes And On Top Of The Bookshelf; We'll Take A Peek Inside A Stranger's Bedroom And Someone Else's Wardrobe; We'll Look In Drawers, Between The Pages Of A Good Book And Even In The Bottom Of Some Empty Liquor Bottles; We'll Look Above The Clouds And Even Out In Space; We'll Travel Through Time, Between Here And There; We'll Look Beneath Our Clothes, Inside Our Hearts, Inside Our Heads...And We'll Find It Drifting Away At The Same Place I Left It Before...In A Glass Full Of Vodka, Tangled Up Between Your Hair.