We Spend Our Days W8ng For The Ideal Path To Appear In Front Of Us.. . But.. . We Forget That, Paths Are Made By Walking.. . Not.. . By Waiting...! <-;
Let All My Smile Be Yours
All Your Tears Be Mine,
Let All My Happiness Be Yours
All Your Sadness Be Mine,
Let The Whole World Be Yours,
Only YOU Be Mine…
Somewhere we know that without silence words lose their meaning, that without listening speaking no longer heals, that without distance closeness cannot cure’
