Nasce-se, vive-se e morre-se. E no intervalo, faz-se qualquer coisa.
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Tenderness
The smile on your face lets me know that you need me There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me The touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever I fall You say it best .... When you say nothing at all
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