Saturday, September 29, 2012

Whats There On That Foreign Land


Whats there on that foreign land,
Same is the earth, same is the sand

You will find some faces distinct
But all souls work on instincts

Grass always looks greener on the other side
There is nothing you can't experience, if you are beside (me)

Whats there on that foreign land,
Same is the earth, same is the sand

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