segunda-feira, 24 de agosto de 2009

Sutilmente se encaixe

I could hold your hand and carry you
I could support you trough the winter with only my failed jokes
Could even look back everytime you walked away,
and tell everyone you were the one
And I could find some time to spend watching our sky
Could refuse every paradise they could offer me
Knowing that yours is better, without even proving it

But you should ask yourself what do you really want, cuz I could be perfect,
or I could be true.



guess i'd find the answer under your skin.

2 comentários:

Augusto Rosa Leite disse...

guess we will never find it.

Carolina Pires disse...

Yes, I guess you'll probably find it.