Moon. Stars. Sleep in this night was
habits, the same position with the tightening embrace their body.
with a headset to listen to the song after the song, attempting to use it to hypnosis itself.
forgetting familiar words to those familiar with the song, had filled the memory of grief.
listening to this song, singing the words in a certain period of one day, like a broken face.
between the mouth over the faint salty, bitter taste that is a recollection of events.
a certain period of a day on;
between two sea, Helping Hands
We were watching the patch of blue sky, we said we dream of the future
, how far we are happy.
a certain period of a day on;
we started under the umbrella of the more far apart and no longer pull my left hand on your right hand does not
a certain period of a day on;
we run through the rain, any rain water that we allow the heart to the cold cover.
looked up and face, my tears was followed by rain in the blend, and whether you find
a certain period of a day on;
crossing our standing in the wind, the wave but can not say.
bye, when we all know that no longer meet the time.
a certain period of a day on;
twice I'm sorry, one does not matter that we encounter is a
wrong Kingdoms, the prince and princess fairy tale is not a perfect love Cinderella.
I'm not your Cinderella more, so it does not belong to the happy memories you do not belong to me
without remorse, the play is not wrong I'm not you.
a certain period of a day on;
we say do not look good with the other left turn back
orange street lights, your shadow is in place to stay.
I know you did not do and I do not go back again
a certain period of a day on;
our love with us in a corner passing, you left I'm right.
even stranger is not from us, from greeting
no language is difficult to know what memories it eventually wind was strong and go after all
were disguised.
time can erase past memories can also be carved deep memory
share memories
Teresa
a certain period of one day like a broken face
to be the hardest goodbye of all let go away This is not an easy thing
us but do not cry to let it faint as this year's good to
to re- I can not stop a year miss miss miss you I hope that the sea breeze front
renewed only for the foam to your hands like the gentle
; ; ; love the small desert
{/ memory of past events}
habits, the same position with the tightening embrace their body.
with a headset to listen to the song after the song, attempting to use it to hypnosis itself.
forgetting familiar words to those familiar with the song, had filled the memory of grief.
listening to this song, singing the words in a certain period of one day, like a broken face.
between the mouth over the faint salty, bitter taste that is a recollection of events.
a certain period of a day on;
between two sea, Helping Hands
We were watching the patch of blue sky, we said we dream of the future
, how far we are happy.
a certain period of a day on;
we started under the umbrella of the more far apart and no longer pull my left hand on your right hand does not
a certain period of a day on;
we run through the rain, any rain water that we allow the heart to the cold cover.
looked up and face, my tears was followed by rain in the blend, and whether you find
a certain period of a day on;
crossing our standing in the wind, the wave but can not say.
bye, when we all know that no longer meet the time.
a certain period of a day on;
twice I'm sorry, one does not matter that we encounter is a
wrong Kingdoms, the prince and princess fairy tale is not a perfect love Cinderella.
I'm not your Cinderella more, so it does not belong to the happy memories you do not belong to me
without remorse, the play is not wrong I'm not you.
a certain period of a day on;
we say do not look good with the other left turn back
orange street lights, your shadow is in place to stay.
I know you did not do and I do not go back again
a certain period of a day on;
our love with us in a corner passing, you left I'm right.
even stranger is not from us, from greeting
no language is difficult to know what memories it eventually wind was strong and go after all
were disguised.
time can erase past memories can also be carved deep memory
share memories
Teresa
a certain period of one day like a broken face
to be the hardest goodbye of all let go away This is not an easy thing
us but do not cry to let it faint as this year's good to
to re- I can not stop a year miss miss miss you I hope that the sea breeze front
renewed only for the foam to your hands like the gentle
; ; ; love the small desert
{/ memory of past events}
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