I wonder
I measure my life since you've been gone
the first year I waited for whales to come
the second I learned how to beat a drum
the third year I started to sing my song.
I wonder, this year, what will I become?
I measure my life since you've been gone
the first year I waited for whales to come
the second I learned how to beat a drum
the third year I started to sing my song.
I wonder, this year, what will I become?
Comments have been disabled for this page.
This site uses only functional cookies that are essential to the operation of the site. We do not use cookies related to advertising or tracking. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.