Some kids at school tell me I’m not good for you
But It’s something like shit
Cause I think it’s enough when I walk to my door
And I still wait to see your face
And when you talk like that there is nothing to hide
I forget about the past
And maybe sometime soon you call me too
And invite me a glass of wine
In the bus the other night
I pretend to speak with someone
And was a big surprise
when the picture I had in my head that night
was you laugh with me very loud
And when you walk like that there is nothing I fear
You look like a confident guy
And I say to you
Babe you have to love me too cause my ass look very fine
viernes, 27 de marzo de 2009
martes, 24 de marzo de 2009
lunes, 9 de marzo de 2009
domingo, 8 de marzo de 2009
lunes, 2 de marzo de 2009
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