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sábado, junho 23, 2012

Moments fall upon me slowly
I'm thinking back of you in bed
The days aside the sleepy ocean
Was it you I kept so secret in my head?
 I hear you whispering

All this happening so quickly
I just don't know where to start
But I know I'm not thinking clearly
'Cause I'm torn between your red lips and your heart
Afinal a chuva tem cheiro