2007-10-07

To fellow wind riders:

Come on baby get your shoes on
You're looking like you need a rescue
Underneath the southern moonlight
Where only I can find you
We can do it with our eyes closed
We can sit and talk for hours
Underneath the golden flowers
Where my sunshine grows
- Sugar (Tonic)





Every time

i choose to

run into sunshine

as fast as i can

the moment

Speed's "ongoing WOW"

is you