Circles in the sky. White as paper fly. Sound of seagulls crying fills the air. High above the lonely one is there. Jonathan he cares. To feel better. Like the passing wind. Swooping down
Song The Prayer - Jonathan, Charlotte, Only Boys Aloud. I pray you'll be our eyes, and watch us where we go. And help us to be wise in times when we don't know. Let this be our prayer, when we lose
