I've been here all the time
as far as I know doing right
I've always waited for the moment
that you would come through my door
but this brought loneliness ... so far
I lay my hand on to my heart
is this a life I want to live?
is this the dream I had of you?
but this brought loneliness ... so far
I lay my hand on to my heart
is this a life I want to live?
is this the dream I had of you?
... the dream I had of you?
... the dream I had of you?
Now I'm standing here alone
waiting on my own
for something that will fill the emptiness inside...
the moment that you're mine
bit this is loneliness ... I know
I lay my hand on to my soul
is this what life has got to give?
is this the dream I had of you?
... the dream i had of you?
bit this is loneliness ... I know
I lay my hand on to my soul
is this what life has got to give?
is this the dream I had of you?
Díscolos, rimbombantes y consuetudinarios
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Nada tiene que ver con nada. Nada de nada ni con nadie. Sea pues, comienzo
este relato como quien no quiere la cosa. Como si alguien en su mutismo
absolut...
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2 comments:
Good!
Saludos =)!
Salu2!
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