Busy crowds, lonely hearts, broken dreams
Visiting the shared moments,
In all the familiar places
When shopping for yesterday.
We are all prisoners of the past
When shopping for yesterday
Knee deep in our loneliness
Surrounded by the crowd
We’re shopping for yesterday.
Pictures and memories
Half-forgotten words
Time slipping away
From the windmills of my mind.
When shopping for yesterday.
2 comments:
i cant c ur template leh...dono y ...
can liao can liao. d header coooooool~~ xD
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