Queen of my mind
“She whispers every word thats heard, beneith the oak tree with the birds and the stars they shine so bright on a night like this.
Well she must have been a crook with a look from a fairytale book, she stoled my mind and left me too float upon cloud nine.”
The future is a long strange trip I’ve just taken the ticket to ride.
He does.. More than anything in this world…
Rebellion at its finest baby ;)
I have sold my soul for rock n’ roll.
