sábado, 2 de julio de 2011

Feel me

I know you're somewhere out there, somewhere far away. I want you back. At night when the stars light up my room I sit by myself talking to the moon. I try to get to you. In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too because when sun goes down someone's talking back. Do you ever hear me calling? Because every night I'm talking to the moon. I'm still trying to get to you. I know you're somewhere out there, somewhere far away.

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