sábado, 4 de junio de 2011

Unknown.

I pack my case.
I check my face.
I look a little bit older.
I look a little bit colder.
With one deep breath,
and one big step,
I move a little bit closer.


I said my heart,
it don’t beat,
it don’t beat the way it used to
and my eyes don’t recognize you no more.
And my lips, they don’t kiss,
they don’t kiss the way they used to,
and my eyes don’t recognize you no more.

For reasons unknown.

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