lunes, 30 de marzo de 2009


EverytimeiI try to fly, i fall without my wings, i feel so smallI guess i need you baby
and everytime I see you in my dreams i see your face, it's haunting meI gues, i need you baby
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I make believe, that you are here, it's the only way i see clear
What have I done? You seem to move on easy
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At night i pray, that soon your face will fade away ..

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