sexta-feira, 10 de outubro de 2008

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to  


I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue

Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks

You see the
smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out...








1 comentário:

AnAlves disse...

"You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out..." I want to hear them... all the time:)