I'm taking no calls unless it's her voice
I'm seeing no one unless it's her
I open the mail box every hour
Maybe I'll hit the postman
I want to hear some love words
But not it that dyslexic voice
No I won't tear apart for you
But I was given no choice...
terça-feira, 9 de junho de 2009
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