We get four inches of rain per year. It’s dry and dusty here In the Mojave Desert. I watch the tumbleweed roll on by, From the window, In this empty room.
We get four inches of rain per year. It’s dry and dusty here In the Mojave Desert. I watch the tumbleweed roll on by, From the window, In this empty room.
My sweet dog makes me happier. Here’s why.
Highway to Hoeftland 