domingo, janeiro 25, 2004

Pra alguém que certamente não vai ler


You know I feel a little spaced out
I can´t hardly see my feet on the ground
I hear voices from the outside
All I wonder is if you care about me
Oh my God, I wish I could talk to you
And tell those things that I know by heart
Then I´ll get much closer and kiss your lips
You might think I´m fresh
But if you please don´t take me wrong
All I want is that you get to want me
Don´t take me wrong

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