anabasova

A simple plan

Maybe I\'m doing something I shouldn\'t
Maybe there is really nothing I\'m losing
The poison of the past
Has been all cried out
Now I need something to laugh about
I need to stand on steady ground
I need your eyes to tell me it\'s fine
I have to be a little less blind
Taste just a little of that wine
I thought I never could again
As it turns out life is but a simple plan.