lunes, 23 de marzo de 2009


You´re awful bright. You´re awful smart
I must admit You broke my heart
The awful truth Is really sad
I must admit I was awful bad
While lovers laugh And music plays
I stumble by And hide my pain
The lamps are lit, The moon is gone
I think I´ve crossed The Rubicon
And I Walk the streets of love
And they´re full of tears...

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