...and
I went to bed
without a thought
of what you never said...
Your life is a ship in a bottle
...and...
I'm trying to shake it...
Trying to move the waves
in your heart,
turning it back
to what you once said...
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
un soleil faible mais tiède dansant a travers les nuages et sur mon visage Tu me manques déjà...
Tu me manques déjà...
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