Me muero por explicarte, lo que pasa por mi mente; me muero por intrigarte, y seguir siendo capaz de sorprenderte, sentir cada día ese flechazo al verte. ¿Que mas dará lo que digan? ¿Qué mas dará lo que piensen? Si estoy loca es cosa mía. Y ahora vuelvo a mirar, el mundo a mi favor, vuelvo a ver brillar la luz del sol.
martes, 30 de junio de 2009
sábado, 27 de junio de 2009
Do You Remember The Time
When We Fell In Love?
Do You Remember The Time
When We First Met?
Do You Remember The Time?,
How We Used To Talk?
We'd Stay On The Phone,
At Night Till Dawn.
Do You Remember,
Back In The Spring
Every Morning Birds Would Sing?
Do You Remember
Those Special Times?
They'll Just Go On And On,
In The Back Of My Mind
Do You Remember The Time,
Those Sweet Memories?
Will Always Be Dear To Me.
And boy No Matter What Was Said,
I Will Never Forget What We Had.
Remember The Times,
In The Park, On The Beach,
Remember The Times
Ooh... In The Park.
Remember The Times
After Dark..., Do You?
jueves, 25 de junio de 2009
martes, 23 de junio de 2009
martes, 16 de junio de 2009
viernes, 12 de junio de 2009
domingo, 7 de junio de 2009
You touched my heart, you touched my soul, you changed my life and all my goals. And love is blind, and that i knew when, my heart was blinded by you. I've kissed your lips, and held your head, shared your dreams and shared your bed. I know you well, i know your smell. I've been addicted to you.
Goodbye my lover. Goodbye my friend.
Yo have been the one, you have been the one for me.
sábado, 6 de junio de 2009
jueves, 4 de junio de 2009
I cry when you cry,
guard you when you dream,
I'm here if you call me
and be silent when you curse.
Don't let memories go, of you and me,
the world is down there out of view.
You open your eyes,
but you can't remember what for.
No more couting all your lies,
no more waiting for your goodbyes,
it's too late.
I've trusted you in every way,
but not enaugh to make you stay.
You are not coming back.
martes, 2 de junio de 2009
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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.
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.