Time is slippinglike sandfrom our handsAnd I'm still willingto sing a song to youin the middle of the desert,hoping that maybethe wind will awakenthe same song someday,only, with a different sandstorm. - The Broken Clock
Time is slippinglike sandfrom our handsAnd I'm still willingto sing a song to youin the middle of the desert,hoping that maybethe wind will awakenthe same song someday,only, with a different sandstorm.
- The Broken Clock