sexta-feira, 13 de março de 2009


i like imaginary tales
and rooms on fire
i bite my nails
when i have a desire

kids are playing around
me, i'm watching the trees
they like the playground
but not the bees

show yoursefl while i dream
during the nigh as i sigh
watch that scene
that gets me high

spin around looking to the sky
just like you wanted to get by
you know why
the reason not to cry

walk the beach sands
go bare foot
just hold hands
and stay put

i'll tell you the truth
i love you truly
we got our youth
i love you julie

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