Pero pasar pasa , incluso para mí .

sábado, 9 de enero de 2010

There she goes, there she goes again, racing thru' my brain .. and I just can't contain this feelin' that remains. There she blows, there she blows again, pulsing thru' my vein .. and I just can't contain this feelin' that remains. There she goes, there she goes again .. she calls my name, pulls my train; no-one else could heal my pain .. but I just can't contain this feelin' that remains. There she goes, there she goes again, chasing down my lane .. and
I just can't contain this feelin' that remains .

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