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terça-feira, fevereiro 22, 2005

Somewhere only we know

I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete

Oh simple things where have you gone ?
I´m getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you´re gonna let me in
I´m getting tired and need somewhere to begin

I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place that I´ve been dreaming of?

Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I´m getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you´re gonna let me in
I´m getting tired and need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute why don´t we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don´t we go somewhere only we know


KEANE Hopes & fears

posted by Viuva Negra at terça-feira, fevereiro 22, 2005

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