Poets

It feels so right, i can't believe my luck I go carefully, with a full cup you're my heroine, you make me stronger just when i feel, i can't go on any longer

In this world of concrete and steel there's a softer side i want to feel is it right that we should be apart? falling out, we've made it an art

It's a hard place, and I can see no way out the kids in the corridor, they scream and they shout the walls and ceiling are thin, below and above you can hear the neighbours, when they're making love