sábado, 8 de diciembre de 2007

A bad idea

What a bad idea was, to let you go
Hurry sun, so the moon comes up
What a bad idea was, to ask that barman for a double-shot

What a bad idea was, to take your father´s car
Hurry spring, so the lillies blossom up
What a bad idea was, to believe in your practical lies

A bad idea came up to my mind:
“What if I forget you?,

(even your sweet little smiles)”


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