segunda-feira, 22-03-2010 @ 21:24 @ 12 Comentários Sem categoria @ 336 palavras
I believe I can fly Like Eleanor did But I forgot she was a ghost Indeed Walking, floating, flying around boulevards and streets She loves to show herself Even when we can’t see it Where were you when love has gone? Eleanor, don’t you think you were kinda wrong? Now that you’re dead your sorry [...]