“Some people have lives; some people have music.”
как же хорошо, что есть музыка!!!!!
сижу почти в полном читальном зале, строчу в Word и улыбаюсь от того,что со мной музыка. и без разницы, что смотрят как на дуру.
And finally the silence
Looking out, looking back across the sky
Trying to find a meaning
Knowing that I just left it all behind
Still I smell a lingering softness
Where did she go, how did she go, I wanna know
I wanna know that shell be coming here to me
Come on, without you Ill never feel the love inside of me
Come on, you know that we belong
Come on, come on
сижу почти в полном читальном зале, строчу в Word и улыбаюсь от того,что со мной музыка. и без разницы, что смотрят как на дуру.
And finally the silence
Looking out, looking back across the sky
Trying to find a meaning
Knowing that I just left it all behind
Still I smell a lingering softness
Where did she go, how did she go, I wanna know
I wanna know that shell be coming here to me
Come on, without you Ill never feel the love inside of me
Come on, you know that we belong
Come on, come on