sábado, 9 de mayo de 2009

Tell me what I gotta be

Tell me what you wanna do

Cause I can't live my life

The way you want me to

You know I can't go on

Livin' like we do

Do I have to cry for you

Do I have to cry for you


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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.