domingo, 21 de junho de 2009

Não arranjei um título

In many ways, they'll miss the good old days. Someday, it hurts to say, but I want you to stay, sometimes. When we was young, did we have fun, always. Promises, they break before they're made, sometimes. My ex says I'm lacking in depth, I will do my best. You say you wanna stay by my side... Darling, your head's not right. See, alone we stand, together we fall apart. I think I'll be alright. I'm working so, I won't have to try so hard. Tables, they turn sometimes. Someday... No, I ain't wastin' no more time. And now my fears they come to me in threes. So, I sometimes say, "Fate, my friend, you say the strangest things I find, sometimes". Someday... I ain't wasting no more time.


Queria dizer para quem é diretamente este post, mas como em todos os outros, deixa assim ficar... Subentendido.

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