My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray,
But your picture on my wall(et)
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad...
sábado, 16 de maio de 2009
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