September likes to call on me for many different things
it's tossing me in to a storm without a life jacket
to see what fun it brings
what it can't see, is that inside me, I'm really not that strong
there's a little boy, a little heart, and a little voice that sings
this tiny little song
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
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