posted 14 years ago
We have a lot of birch around my neck of the woods and I've heard that a kind of wine can be made from the sap. I may try this come on to spring.
Every where you came and left you came in the name of love and left a wake of happiness and tenderness and sweet conflict - sweet conflict.
You don't come round......whispering, everywhere, everywhere....calling, I'm calling your number, calling, calling your number, calling, calling, you're everywhere to me.