

It's UsBewildered Is the sense. Words cannot describe.It's Us
Nothing simply, Nothing Simple. It's Us.
You, who caused me so much pain. You, whom I loved so dear. You, who's heart had captured mine, year after painful year.
Nothing Simple. Nothing true. It's Us. Me and You.
We are no more. Yet, so much more. What happens to us now? Take the plunge and yet again Together, should we vow?
Nothing Simple. Nothing right. As we connect far into night. It's Us.
Day after day


Your Eyes are My ParadiseYour Eyes are my paradise. Calm and cool Strong and True They make me feel so insecure, They make me feel so confident. The make me think of memories; of places gone and of time spent. They make me sad and nostalgic. They make me bold and curious.Your Eyes are My Paradise
But, most of all, when I look in Your Eyes, I know I'm looking at You and You alone.
--and it makes me miss you. makes me want you. makes me comfortable and safe, but revealed and out of place.
They make me see the being I once wished to be And the me You couldn't bring Yo
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Old Man: "Er hat die perfeckte Nase!"
Bill: "Ich glaube nicht..."
Old Man: "Er Lugt!"
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I'm so busy I don't know if I just found a rope or lost my horse...
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I'm so busy I don't know if I just found a rope or lost my horse...
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...Under Construction...
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The artist is not a different kind of person, but every person is a different kind of artist.
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...Under Construction...
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The artist is not a different kind of person, but every person is a different kind of artist.
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uhh too much calculus!
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...Under Construction...
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