quinta-feira, 29 de julho de 2010

One day

coast to coast, feet by feet
i would find a place to seat
and try to remember what our life was

clean water, pretty face
i know i am a big man
and i can send you flowers when you're down

maybe it's true or not
or i simply forgot
what was going on times ago

this is the moment,
should i go?
or i should stay here 'til you cry

left out there when i was scared
laugh out when i was bad
and now you come to me to say it's over

dreams are real and life is a ball
not like that i have at home
and you didn't cry in front of me yet

everything has to do with you
all those memories are true
and i hope we share it together one day

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