domingo, 26 de septiembre de 2010

Everyday feels like a Monday, there is no scaping from the heart-ache, now I gotta put it back together 'cause it's always better late than never. Wishing I could be in California, I gotta tell you when I call ya.
We could have fallen in love, I wish we'd fallen in love.

jueves, 23 de septiembre de 2010

48.

This is the way you left me, I'm not pretending. No hope, no love, no glory. No happy ending.