Lately
I find myself out gazing at stars
hearing guitars
like someone in love
Sometimes the things I do astound me
mostly whenever you're around me
Lately
I seem to walk as though I have wings
bump into things
like someone in love
Each time I look at you, I'm limp as a glove
and feeling like someone in love...
Dedicada sólo a Chico Sin Medias.
Por devolverme el brillo en la mirada.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
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