viernes, 23 de enero de 2009

Wonderwall


And all the roads we have to walk are winding and all the lights that lead us there are blinding. There are many things that I would like to say to you but I don't know how. Because maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me, and after all you're my wonderwall. Today was gonna be the day but they'll never throw it back to you by now you should've somehow. Realized what you're not to do, I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now.

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