"I know that something changed him. He keeps that smile on, but probably somewhere deep in his heart, something was hurting."
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Careless Dreamer
I’ve been told that I’m a dreamer
One who believes in magic and wonders
The white hills, blue trees, and green skies
How these coffee-stained pages lie
And yet I still believe
For I’d rather be naïve
For I’d rather be
A careless dreamer
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