sábado, 16 de enero de 2010

like a bomb

is kind of fear some of the cells of my brain
are sacare and the body trembles because yor
sence, is hard to say you bye,
but is to hard say you go now
my hands try to take you back
but its to late to think about...

your beautiful, you are mi best desire
you are the only one who make feel alive
i love you, i can say now, this time around
dosnt make any sence, my words can not say loud
because your lips are breaking me now...