lunes, 14 de septiembre de 2015

he'll be

one look inside your eyes,
i can play this right,
take my hand as he breathe,
watch my back as i leave...

i wear you promise over my neck,
you pour more coffee i'll be awake,
so this idea takes over me,
i can't stop missing this...

sunday he wakes up,
well as i dance all along,
"don't you do that cause i might burn"
he says that like i do mind words,

how more of "her" can you hear?,
how many songs would i leanr to sing?
mi silence he understands,
i do a bet he'll be the best.

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