A wall was built
Between two souls
That loved well.
But if I fly out
Of this maze
Everytime
This happens
What does it
Make me?
Between two souls
That loved well.
But if I fly out
Of this maze
Everytime
This happens
What does it
Make me?
In the midst of this summer tedium, we meet once again in the same old park that we used to spend our young days. In those days, you and I w...