domingo, junho 19

I'd throw it all away to the shadows of regrets
And you would have the best of me
Don't believe their lies told from jealous eyes
They don't understand...

I'll make every second count when I'm with you!



Eu exagero nas palavras mas nos meus versos, eu só encontro você...
Won't you come on home?
I built us a flying machine
And we'll go where you want
And we'll sail the seven seas
I hope all is well there in your dreams
There in your dreams...