domingo, octubre 17, 2010

No sé... supongo que va por ti





Alguien me dijo hace un rato que iba a borrar mi número de teléfono para evitar, no sé, tentaciones, supongo, de llamar en plena madrugada...

Tal vez deberia hacer lo mismo... con el tuyo, se entiende.







"If I had my way I'd be in your town
I might not stay but at least I would've been around
Cause there's something about what happens when we talk
Something about what happens when we talk
Does this make sense It doesn't matter anyway
Is it coincidence or was it meant to be
Cause there's something about what happens when we talk
Something about what happens when we talk
Conversation with you was like a drug
It wasn't your face so much as it was your words
Cause there's something about what happens when we talk
Something about what happens when we talk

SOLO

Well I can't stay round cause I'm going back south
But all I regret now is I never kissed your mouth
Cause there's something about what happens when we talk
Something about what happens when we talk
Cause there's something about what happens when we talk
Something about what happens when we talk".

Sigo queriéndome vestir de azul

He dicho....

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