terça-feira, 29 de setembro de 2009
So long I've been looking for, I've been calling you. You exist, I know. Somewhere in the world lives, lives like me, where I still was not. How is your face? What is the taste that I never felt? What is your phone? What is the name that I never called? If I ran into you, I saw you, my love. How could I? So many people I met, not met, only got lost. I know you listening to me, or may even be asleep. I love what I do not know you. Maybe he sees the future in your eyes. By the way you look at me, I will recognize you.
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