sábado, fevereiro 04, 2006

The night




"unknown the unlit world of old
you're the sounds I've never heard before
off the map where the wild things grow
another world outside my door
here I stand I'm all alone
driving down the pitch black road
Lilah you're my only home
and I can't make it on my own"

esta deixa sempre um rasto de saudade do pôr do sol e uma lágrima salgada

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