sexta-feira, maio 28, 2010


A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the same
But all the miles that separate
They disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face

I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight, it's only you and me

Stil remember all you said to me, all we done together, the good and bad things, the normal and crazy times...

I know I shouldn't think about it, or about you. Acctualy I don't. (Ok, I do, but not always.)

One day it may get solved, or not. One day it may change. Someday. Who knows...

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