måndag 24 november 2008

Jim jammin'

I used to think alot
Nowadays im not so much of an thinker
There is thunder outside
And nobody knows me
And why im sitting here all by my self

Rainbow in the sky
Fly with me
Im so high

There are indians in the forrest
Smoking there pipes
Im singing for you
And for me tonight
As im here
My one true love smoking on my pipe

Take a walk in the park
See some children play
Come fly with me im so high
I cant stand it anymore playing this guitar

/Jim

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