In my hour of need
Ha you're not there
And though I reached out for you
Wouldn't lend a hand
Through the darkest hour
Grace did not shine on me
It feels so cold, very cold
No one cares for me
domingo, 31 de julio de 2011
Al amanecer tu imagen se va, misteriosa mujer. dejaste en mí lujuria total, hermosa y sensual.♫
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