fevereiro 16, 2007

Este grande clásssico cantado por aquele sr. cujo cabelo é também já um clássico.. ; p

I can tell by your eyes that you've probably been
crying forever,
and the stars in the sky don't mean nothing to you,
they're a mirror.
I don't want to talk about it, how you`ve broken my
heart.
If I stay here just a little bit longer,
If I stay here, won't you listen to my heart, ohh my
heart?
If I stand all alone, will the shadow hide the color
of my heart;
blue for the tears, black for the night's fears.
The star in the sky don't mean nothing to you, they're
a mirror.
I don't want to talk about it, how you broke my
heart.
If I stay here just a little bit longer,
if I stay here, won't you listen to my heart, ohh my
heart?
my heart, ohh my heart, this old heart.
I don't want to talk about it, how you´ve broken my
heart
If I stay here just a little bit longer,
if I stay here, won't you listen to my heart, ohh my
heart?
My heart, ohh my heart.
D. Witten

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