jueves, noviembre 03, 2011

Melting doorstep

So she kinda took my glasses
and she was my rain and coat.
And she gave me the flu,
we are just like glue.

Yet it's bittersweet, we sing
we walk, we run and laugh.
Being ourselves together,
this day will rise and shine.

Darling, I'll take you home.
We could have some wine,
Oh baby, I'll make you mine.

You could be my ride,
cuz you are my only road.
My home.

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