21.12.08


Well, it was kind of cold that night,
She stood alone on the balcony
She could hear the cars roll by,
Out on four forty one
like
waves crashing on the beach,
And for one des'rate moment there
He crept back in her memory
God, it's so painful when something that's so close
Is still so far out of reach

Oh yeah, alright,
Take it easy, baby

Um comentário:

juuh disse...

olaá´, odoreei o blog ;)