quinta-feira, 6 de dezembro de 2007





Let it go,
Let it roll right off your shoulder
Don't you know
The hardest part is over

















































And even though I know how very far apart we are
It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby,
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky!





Já vos disse que hoje o dia não vai ser dos bons?
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