quarta-feira, janeiro 03, 2007
All That Matters
We stand across the desert
Of all the days we left behind
When everything is pure
What’s there to hide?
Of all the jokes and laughters
Do you remember anything
Was it the words we said
That made us think
We close the door
One last time
And left a note behind
We said do not disturb
We’re just not home tonight
When everything is pure
And you are just a sinner
Does it make any sense
To think you’re something different
We dig for all the treasures
We hope there’s something good inside
We keep forgetting there’s a world outside
When I was a little Jim
And you were all that I would need
We would not care a thing
That happened in Berlin.
Soultaste - All That Matters
2 toes just touched the water
2 Comments:
Muahahahahah!
All that matters is friendship, my dear friend ;)
Soultaste Yourself!
Hug!
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