And me I'm in the bathroom crying out my eyelids because it's hard to be a man when you're scared, just like a little kid.
But these are days we dream about, when the sunlight paints us goldAnd this apartment could not be prettier as we danced up there alone
But these are days we dream about, when the sunlight paints us gold And this apartment could not be prettier as we danced up there alone
I used to work at a school as a teacher's assistant, and my mom is a principal at an elementary school. I don't know, I think that's a pretty good life, teaching kids.
Movement has been one of the few constants in my life, and I always feel a great sense of optimism when I set off to a new place.