Thursday, December 31, 2009

It always ends up to one thing, honey,
and I can't think of right words to say.
Wherever I am girl, I'm always walking with you.
I'm always walking with you, but I look and you're not there.
Whoever I'm with, I'm always, always talking to you.
I'm always talking to you, and I'm sad that,
you can't hear, sad that you can't hear.

-Cat Stevens

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