sábado, marzo 13, 2010

When I was alive

It started one night.
We had no time to fight, but we had time to see.
Hanging from a tree,
it was not too high, but it was green.

See I'm in love with Mary.
But she just doesn't care,
and she laughs at me
like I do from her.

So we love eachother
and we love that day,
even up and down,
we will still be there.

I think I was alive today,
under some influences.
When I feel alive,
I remember your name.

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