Three hundred sixty-two thousand nine hundred minutes
Three hundred sixty-two thousand moments so dear
Three hundred sixty-two thousand nine hundred minutes
How should I measure, measure my year?
In letters, in papers
In tea bags, in cups of coffee
In dinners, in concerts
In musicals, in trips
In three hundred sixty-two thousand nine hundred minutes
How should I measure my first school year?
How about love?
How about love?
How about love?
Measure in love
Seasons of love
Seasons of love
Thursday, May 6, 2010
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