so the world goes round and round with all you ever knew,
They say the sky, high above is Caribbean blue.
If every man says all he can,if every man is true,
do I believe the sky above is Caribbean blue.
If all you told was turned to gold,if all you dreamed were new,
imagine sky, high above in Caribbean blue.
They say the sky, high above is Caribbean blue.
If every man says all he can,if every man is true,
do I believe the sky above is Caribbean blue.
If all you told was turned to gold,if all you dreamed were new,
imagine sky, high above in Caribbean blue.
2 comments:
Carib Beans probably taste like clouds and bird feathers.
...i haven't had time to finish this one.
:P
you and your coughy...
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