There's a sign on the wall, But she wants to be sure 'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook. There's a songbird who sings. Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiving, it makes me wonder.
There's a feeling I get. When I look to the west, And my spirit is crying for leaving. In my thoughts I have seen
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts
