Déjenlo en su mundo, un mundo muy poco profundo, donde no se rie, donde no se llora, donde no se vive a pleno ni el presente ni el ahora.

sábado, 25 de julio de 2009


How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls, swimming in a fish bowl. Year after year, running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears - I wish you were here.

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