domingo, 31 de mayo de 2009

If the world makes you confused, and your senses you seem to lose,
If the storm doesn’t wanna refuse and you just don’t know what to do;
look around: I am here, doesn’t count far or near.

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The things I do for love.

When words became unimportant
That was when I understood
I was happy to have met you.
And somewhere in that time,
Silenty and softly, like feathers,
The snow began to fall.