Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality.
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see.
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,
Because I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low.
Anyway the wind blows
Doesn't really matter to me...
- Doesn't really matter to you
- JoinedAugust 11, 2015
Sign up to join the largest storytelling community
or