Stop giving me choices the morning sun. I do surrender to the wind and let it decide. Zzzzzzzzz, Stop giving me choices, hmmmm, stop giving me choices. Ahh. Without friction we would float up into space. Grooovyyy. I surrender to the wind and I let the wind decide.
Stop giving me choices the morning sun. I do surrender to the wind and let it decide. Zzzzzzzzz, Stop giving me choices, hmmmm, stop giving me choices. Ahh. Without friction we would float up into space. Grooovyyy. I surrender to the wind and I let the wind decide.