sábado, 7 de abril de 2012



So leave the ways that are making you be
What you really don't want to be
Leave the ways that are making you love
What you really don't want to love

Time has told me
You're a rare rare find
A troubled cure
For a troubled mind.


And time has told me
Not to ask for more
For some day our ocean
Will find its shore

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