16 agosto 2005

"...I'm leaving here on the morning train
And I will never see this world again



I've felt pleasure And I have felt pain
And I know now That I can never be the same
How I wonder why the world can be so cold
And if only good die young
Then left with me cruel here to grow old ..."

2 comentários:

abox disse...

gosto bastante desta :)

Filipa disse...

às vezes é o que apetece mesmo...