Going trough the motions. Ending up nowhere at all. Can't see the sun on my wall. Going trough emotions. Ending up on a frozen morning with a heart not even broken. Seems I've been running all my life all my life like watercolours in the rain. Find a place to settle down. Get a job in a city nearby and watch the trains roll on by. I'll find the falling star. I'll fall in love with the eyes of a dreamer and a dream worth believing.
segunda-feira, 31 de dezembro de 2007
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