martes, 25 de noviembre de 2008

tempo

I try to read a bit but the story's too thin. I thank the Lord above that you're not here to see me in this shape I'm in.
Spending my time, watching the days go by. Feeling so small, I stare at the wall, hoping that you think of me too.
I'm spending my time. I try to call but I don't know what to tell you, I leave a kiss on your answering machine. Oh help me please, is there someone who can make me wake up from this dream?
Spending my time, watching the days go by. Feeling so small, I stare at the wall, hoping that you are missing me too. I'm spending my time, watching the sun go down.

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