sábado, 21 de agosto de 2010

One day you'll look to see I've gone. For tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun. Some day you'll know I was the one. But tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun. And now the time has come, and so my love I must go. And though I lose a friend,in the end you will know, oooh. One day you'll find that I have gone. But tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun.

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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.