There was a time
I used to look into my father's eyes.
In a happy home
I was a king, I had a golden throne.
Those days are gone,
Now the memory's on the wall.
I hear the songs
From the places where I was born.
Upon the hill across the blue lake,
That's where I had my first heartbreak.
I still remember how it all changed.
My father said,
"Don't you worry, don't you worry, child.
See heaven's got a plan for you.
Don't you worry, don't you worry now."
Yeah!
martes, 15 de octubre de 2013
Eyes on the target!!!
The object of being here in London is to focus on my career and studies, and for now I need to move back to this way, is going to be kinda hard remember always my own way. But at least I will enjoy it for sure.!
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