segunda-feira, 22 de junho de 2009

I woke up, when everyone closed their eyes
I rather be special so
Everyone takes
a part of my time for you
just carry on is hard


I have to hold you in my arms





now you're a small
now you're a small piece of me
I dont know how tell


Our smiles flying around our minds


i rather be simple, when they choose be bright
Just little part of me



I am a little close to what I have to knock

i've been said

the mirror says, turn it and go on

All that you look away
I wish you luck and makes me cry





Eu preciso, inventar uma desculpa mas nunca foi tão bom nisso

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