sábado, outubro 04, 2008
Saudades
Oh place your hands, on my hope, Run your fingers through my soul, And the way that I feel right now, Oh lord it may go.
You know you cannot hide, from what's inside, You know you cannot hide, from what's inside. So I ask of you to help me through, I ask of you this thing to do
posted by
Viviane at 8:30:00 PM
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