Somewhere only we know
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand.
I felt the earth beneath my feet,
Sat by the river and it made me complete.
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.
So tell me when you're gonna let me in,
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.
I came across a fallen tree,
I felt the branches; are they looking at me?
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.
So tell me when you're gonna let me in,
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.
So if you have a minute why don't we go,
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything.
So why don't we go, somewhere only we know,
Somewhere only we know.
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.
So, tell me when you gonna let me in,
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.
So if you have a minute why don't we go,
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything.
So why don't we go, so why don't we go,
This could be the end of everything.
So why don't we go, somewhere only we know,
Somewhere only we know
Somewhere only we know.
(Somewhere only we know - Keane)
Il bianco e nero di questa foto regala una piacevole sensazione di tempo passato e di ricordi.
Brava Francesca, anche come DJ :)
Shoot by Anonymous | November 07, 2007 10:45 am
I was there when you took this one.
Have a nice day
Shoot by Anonymous | November 07, 2007 3:37 pm
Sorry gab:)
Shoot by Anonymous | November 07, 2007 3:38 pm
e la morbida rotondità della pancia...mmmm... proprio un'arco d'amore!
Shoot by Anonymous | November 09, 2007 4:31 pm
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