Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
Sarah McLachlan
Sim, nunca a ouvimos juntos... mas eu sempre a ouvi contigo...
1 comment:
There´s always an angel...standing in front of you! Sometimes you just have to look in front...not to the Black back times :)
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