Just like Greta Garbo

Some days it gets completely crazyAnd I feel like howling at the moonThen sometimes it feels so easyLike I was born with a silver spoon Other times you just can't reach meSeems like I've got a heart of stoneGuess I need my solitudeAnd I have to make it on my own Well I guess I'm... Continue Reading →

so quiet in here

Foghorns blowing in the night Salt sea air in the morning breeze Driving cars all along the coastline This must be what it's all about Oh this must be what it's all about This must be what paradise is like So quiet in here, so peaceful in here So quiet in here, so peaceful in... Continue Reading →

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