30 de julio de 2010

- When I'm in a crowd or on an island by myself; Silent or too loud wishing i was somewhere else, and can't believe. You hit me fast and hard, when you turn to me and say never change the way you are. I'm falling through the door, flying 'cross the floor; When you look at me suddenly it's clear. You're burning up my dreams, crazay as it seems; I don't wanna be anywhere but here, anywhere but here. Here is the place where my head is spinning. Time is beginning, to race away; You come to throw me, knock me off my feet, you give me wings to fly. The world goes crashing by again. -

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