Wednesday, June 06, 2007

Home by M.BubLe

everytime i listen to this song....
i often ask my self?
where was a home to me?
but everytime i listen to this song
one thing for sure, i've been thingking about jogja
a place where i found a freedom, get lost then tryin hard to woke up...

there's always tears...
for i dunno, happy or sad...

there's always be jogja
a home for a broken home girl...

1 comment:

  1. Open your eyes, probably you will find a new home ....

    ReplyDelete