martes, 19 de julio de 2011


Turn around, every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you're never coming round Turn around, every now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears Turn around, every now and then, I get a little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by Every now and then I get a little bit terrified and then I see the look in your eyes

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