vendredi 14 décembre 2012

As almas voam alto, sem destino. Entrelaçadas. A minha, na tua.

not even for a second would I lie to myself. too many things are missing and there's a tear in my eye. it's not a question or an answer, but it will change your mind. we'll be the same tomorrow, we're dancin' as we borrow and sing a song for sorrow