waiting for sunrise...
Apr. 8th, 2005 12:22 amI'd love to run away just for a day to support a friend.
I'd love to fly to Paris and look upon the enigmatic in a better light.
I'd love to sit for tea in a club just off Hyde park with the other gentlemen.
I'd love to be dragged across a field by a six foot kite.
I'd love to take black-and-white pinup photographs of the secret-service calendar girl.
I'd love to wear a kilt and a captain's jacket, and maybe a ruffled shirt.
I'd love to play whistle for ten jigs and three reels. And one ballad.
I'd love to do equations on a warm table.
I'd love to fall asleep with a half-read book on my lap.
I'd love to know if any of that made sense.
I'd love to fly to Paris and look upon the enigmatic in a better light.
I'd love to sit for tea in a club just off Hyde park with the other gentlemen.
I'd love to be dragged across a field by a six foot kite.
I'd love to take black-and-white pinup photographs of the secret-service calendar girl.
I'd love to wear a kilt and a captain's jacket, and maybe a ruffled shirt.
I'd love to play whistle for ten jigs and three reels. And one ballad.
I'd love to do equations on a warm table.
I'd love to fall asleep with a half-read book on my lap.
I'd love to know if any of that made sense.