I’m walking across empty street
there is no one I can meet
nobody can give me smile
no one wil say last goodbye
met one girl there, she was cried
'she loved someone, but he’s not
why nice ending always bad?
sitting, crying, talking and
asking why it must be end
don’t give up, try to be strong
don’t ruin life with something wrong
I still see tears on your face
reflecting all these black blue days
I cry sometimes, but without tears
it hurts so much, more than thist
ears are running through my veins
where will end this black blue days?
we realized we have the same
both are alone, it’s start to rain.
Thomas Matthew
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1 comment:
Oi,Fer...
achei seu blog o máximo!
Quem sabe poderei contribuir para uma próxima proposta de trabalho?
bjaum
valeu
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