Searching For You
Like a forgotten native traversing the desert, I carry on with no choice, though my feet hurt, Try as much as I can, my thoughts to divert, From inevitably returning to you, I cannot avert. I walk on though I
Like a forgotten native traversing the desert, I carry on with no choice, though my feet hurt, Try as much as I can, my thoughts to divert, From inevitably returning to you, I cannot avert. I walk on though I