segunda-feira, 6 de agosto de 2007

Walking in the Lonlynees




This days when I walk looking down with thinks coming to my head
When I look up the sky I see that all the stars go away from my way
The moon light don’t appear for me anymore
The floor under my feets disapear and my body gona lost with the wind
Wind who take away from you from yours dreans
A long highway that appear no end
A walk taht never finish
I’m only here lonly trying to get on your heart

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