The train is still running, and so am i.
This world is always try to take me down, but i still can see the morning light everyday i open my eyes.
A hundred pages are written, but there are just not enough for me to tell you bout the dream.
So here i am, represent you bout my episode.
The episode of a dream.
Cheers.
“I Miss Her. Goddammit.”
Lifehouse - From Where You Are (Smoke & Mirrors Album)