Love is on the way

On wings of angels

I know it's true, I feel it coming through

Love is on the way

Time is turning the pages

I don't know when

But love will find me again

(c)



Last thoughts of this evening: maybe a true love begins exactly with a friendship???

It's only a thought. It means nothing...

But why I always think about love in English?!

Maybe 'cause these thoughts sound absurdly in Russian... for some reason...