I could be a WHITE guy in a suit walking down the street. I could have murdered a hundred people
If you don’t want to regret always say what’s on your heart.
it’s bad when,
family don’t know me,
friends don’t know me,
She had no idea how much love he had for her, he had no idea how much love she had for him, but their baby girl did, their baby girl knew.
Exploring the love, the fear, the discord. Will our lover make it, will our lover survive this journey?
How often do we let infatuation be confused as love? How often do we let lust over shadow us and confuse it with love?
What is love? Baby don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me, no more.
Art speaks to us in so many forms. Love speaks to us in so many forms.
Which one do we listen to more?
A moment of silence and you actually get bombarded with the noise of a million different anthems. Which one suits your mood?