"there's a bridge to tomorrow
there's a bridge from the past
there's a bridge made of sorrow
that i pray would not last
there's a bridge made of colours
in the sky high above
and i'm certain that somewhere
there's a bridge made of love"
-sergio mendes and the brazil 77
nothing compares to how i feel when walking on the ground covered with thick layers of snow.
thanking you for your kind views and comments; know that they are truly appreciated.
