lunes, 15 de marzo de 2010

When the singer's gone,

Let the song go on.

It's a fine line between

The darkness and the dawn.

They say in the darkest night

There's a light beyond.


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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.