First thing in the morning...

I am at peace with myself, and no one can move me.

I feel this weakness in my knees...

You've seen so many of my faces, good and bad days.

I waited for the wind...

Paint me a story,let's createLet's stir up a romanceInside of a fateMake me a lover,A hero, majesticMake me important, fabulous,FantasticThrow me a bone,And I'll do the same for youI'll write you an odyseeNot search for the truthThe truth will be seenAnd all that is realwill rise and shine through usThrough the humble magnificence,undying gloryOf the… Continue reading Paint me

A life, made up of other peoples lives.

Ne znam zašto živim...

A stage, light-filled...

I know you wish...