A rhyme that might stop the tick of time.



Up the morning, up, up the morning. Everytime I see your face. it makes me sad, it makes me chase, chase my love across the world. Even though you're not, it's taste simple, evil; I don't walk alone. Everytime I see your face, it makes me cry, it makes me wait, waited far too long. And you were over me but it's ok, cause I know where you will go, I will go. Up the morning, up, up the morning. And if I, if I could go back in time. And if I, if I could go back in time I'd go to show, what did I show? I would not show the nights and the fights when I came rumbling out the door. Well, what was I supposed to do? Where's a girl supposed to, supposed to go? Up the morning, up, up the morning.

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MK dijo...

Jajaja este tema es buenísimo! Me ahce acordar a alguien y me encantaaa!
Siempre hay una foto copada y un buen tema en las entradas.. =)
Beso!

mutantt dijo...

Este tema como los demas,me re gusta! Que andes bien dani,besos :)