sexta-feira, 2 de janeiro de 2009

(...) to stand on his steps with my heart on my hand.

" I know a guy, he puts the color inside of my world. But he's just like a maze, where all of the walls are continually changed. And I've done all I can to stand on his steps with my heart in my hand, now I'm starting to see, maybe it's got nothing to do with me. "

2 comentários:

disse...

Por acaso gosto muito de ler Margarida R. Pinto.mas apesar de estar a gostar de ler este, já li bem melhores.

(cada vez tenho mais raiva de ser uma nulidade no inglês :X)
um beijinho*

Qel disse...

maybe yes maybe not... who knows? If you never try you'll never know... ;)

kisses xxx