I wouldn’t trade her for gold….
And I love her so
I wouldn’t trade her for gold
Walking on moonbeams
I was born with a silver spoon
I’m gonna be me
Gonna be free
Walking on moonbeams
And staring out to sea
And if a door be closed
Then a row of homes start building
And tear your curtains down
For sunlight is like gold
You better be you
Do what you can do
Walking on moonbeams
And staring out to sea
‘Cause if your skin was soil
How long do you think before they’d start digging
And if your life was gold
How long do you think you’d stay living
And I love her so
I wouldn’t trade her for gold
-from Once, (Interference)
I love you so much, Olivia. Happy 10th birthday, Love Bug.
This is such a beautiful photo of a girl. Happy birthday, Olivia. Love your nails!!
I can’t believe she’s ten, look how beautiful she is! Gorgeous shot Jenny.
this is the most gorgeous, soul-revealing picture of a little girl i have EVER seen, jenny. brilliant.