the last line. too much sense.
Paolo Nutini - Autumn Autumn leaves under frozen souls,Hungry hands turing soft and old,My hero crying as we stood out their in the cold,Like these autumn leaves I dont have nothing to hold.Handsome smiles wearing handsome shoes,Too young to say, though I swear he knew,And I hear him singing while he sits there in his chair,While these autumn leaves float around everywhere.And I look at you, and I see me,Making noise so restlessly,But now its quiet and I can hear you sing,'My little fish dont cry, my little fish dont cry.'Autumn leaves how fading now,That smile that ive lost, well ive found some how,Because you still live on in my fathers eyes,These autumn leaves, all these autumn leave, all these autumn leaves are yourstonite.
the line with fish reminded me of you!love your blog!
:) thankoo princess selene.
:)...sighhh!!shiloo..you are my butterfly me loves you..
haaaw. that butterfly. i saw it!!!in corner house. near airlines. i swear it had to be the same one!papi!!
it must be the same one! only mine I founditing in coonoor. but you know butterflies, they tend to fly. :)I buried it in coonoor though. I'm sure its happier there. :)
dunno if yew dig yezdis, just followed the nin-ja's list of blogs and arrived. Last time was bout six months back.Boy! has the 'voice' grown, dunno bout the pix - i just like looking at them and could, continously, y'knw.bout flutterbys now - like: dunno if you like bikes but check uto the below:http://yezdidiaries.blogspot.com/2007/12/be-all.html
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