Ahh....
Now it has started to sprinkle with rain, and here am I, inside with my cup of tea, feeling altogether pretty warm and wonderful...
Only wish I could have it again for dinner!
Shell xx
When are you gonna come down?When are you going to land?I should've stayed on the farm,should've listened to my old man....You know you can't hold me forever,I didn't sign up for you!I'm not a present for your friends to open,This boy's too young to be singing the blues -So, goodbye yellow brick road!Where the dogs of society howl,You can't put me in your penthouseI'm going back to my plow-Back to the howling old owl in the woods,Hunting the horny back toad...Oh, I finally decided my future lies,Beyond the yellow brick road...
She's packing up boxes, and putting things in,That will be forgotten...She's sitting and waiting for what the day brings,And doesn't remember...That nothing is happeningUnless you are someone,Who makes the day something.She's not very cautious, with delicate things,But she's packing up boxesAnd putting in things...