Once again, I
and this time I think I‘ve already broken
and I know now I can not ask
things before.
There is pain pain, which the wind blows my heart.
There nubecitas and flowers.
There are days when I forget you.
And that is my without you?
What you will be without me?
As I can not understand you do not have it?
What you will be without me?
And that is my without you?
As I can not understand you do not have it?
Live-shake you, too
and I know you will find in Garden City
or somewhere
and I know that things coming from you
I left without air
The air is so much that I took
Today I already forgot me..