Samstag, 27. August 2011

Final thought

Crossing a country on your own power - it feels like owning it.

He rides and he rides
He sees the bright and hollow sky
He see the stars come out tonight
He sees the city's ripped backsides
He sees the winding ocean drive
And everything was made for you and me
All of it was made for you and me
'cause it just belongs to you and me
So let's take a ride and see what's mine