Open your heart to life before summer is over.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNOpen your heart to life before summer is over.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIf I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIn a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNI can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNSometimes getting lost is just the right direction.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIn her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNI see the world in shades of you.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNI can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNSummer left me like an almost lover.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNFrom her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNMy only home are the daydreams I dream.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNThe open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNWe were half a summer love but a forever kind of memory.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNHer afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNI’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNHe was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANN