When that fat old sun in the sky is falling, summer evening birds are calling. Children's laughter in my ears, the last sunlight disappears. And if you sit, don't make a sound. Pick your feet up off the ground. And if you hear as the warm night falls the silver sound from a time so strange, sing to me, sing to me...
Shazoo!!! nice
Children's laughter in my ears, the last sunlight disappears.
And if you sit, don't make a sound.
Pick your feet up off the ground.
And if you hear as the warm night falls the silver sound from a time so strange,
sing to me, sing to me...
Thanks for sharing such a nice and cute pic!