martes, 7 de agosto de 2012


Why do I reach for the stars when i don't have wings to carry me that far?
I gotta have roots before branches.
To know who I am before I know who i wanna be,
and faith to take chances,
to live like I see a place in this world for me.

There's always a seed before there's a rose
The more that it rains, the more I will grow.

Roots before branches.
Room for two.

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