quarta-feira, 13 de janeiro de 2010

Still

Are you waiting for the night to fall,

Into your heart and make our souls break down?

Are you waiting for my lungs to shout,

And shot the minutes left we had to

Pray for me, pray for an only feeling.

Pray for ourselves.

To let go whatever we have to

Pray for me, pray for ourselves.

Am I too wrong?

Am I making this seem so strong?

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