quinta-feira, 3 de setembro de 2009

Outside chance

Tell me some good news
That i'll have your sweet lips
The smell that belongs to you
That you have the right view


Tell me some good choices
Such as it was just me and you
That's the way life costs
No one win , no one lose


I don't care about them
I don't care about me
Just give me the truth
And we'll be in a golden simetry


Can't you see the universe?
I fell like I would flying
Can't you cross the universe?
They can't remind me
Can't you see the universe?
I feel like I would playing
Can't you cross the universe?
words are leaving...

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