quinta-feira, 9 de outubro de 2008

There's no wrong or right
but I'm sure there's good and bad
the questions linger overhead

No matter how cold the winter
There's a springtime ahead
I'm thumbing my way back to heaven

I wish that I could hold you
I wish that I had
Thinking about heaven

I let go of the rope
Thinking that's what held me back
And in time I've realized
It's now wrapped around my neck

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Lindo .... Ratatui...continua mano.....