segunda-feira, 29 de setembro de 2008

Sweet nothings

For whatever might have been
and all that it never was,
whatever i couldn't see
and all that i didn't want

There was a method to my madness
that was clear to me
until the day i saw your face
when i thought i saw everything

For i thought i saw us dancing through sunshine and rain
and i thought i saw us laughing through joy and through pain
and i thought i saw time passing and we did not change
and i thought i still saw us together at the end of everyday.

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