domingo, janeiro 29, 2006

Maybe this is sweet
To you
But you don’t give me a reason
To tell you
So you respect
What I feel
For you
And you accept
I love you
That the reason
I send you that
I’m lost
Burner my mind
I cannot think
I don’t know why
I’m afraid
Lose you
Io count days
That I don’t see you
And my heart is kill me
So you don’t know me
For real
Are you blind?