Christopher Wild

Dan­cing Like She Meant It I was gaz­ing aim­lessly out the win­dow, pay­ing little atten­tion to the mul­ti­tude of things passing by me, A young girl in the street was dan­cing like she meant it, I was just star­ing right through her, I was think­ing of oth­er things. I was driv­ing along the motor­way, singing to the tunes […]