domingo, 15 de março de 2009

looking for a safeplace

as palavras soltas já não me acalentam a alma. o gestos sim. I look around and I'm all alone. num piso flutuante sem ti para me agarrar. hold me, like if I was a little child. dry the tears in my eyes. I was counting on you boy. and you drop me down. BAM! and all stays in silence...looking for a safeplace.

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