vendredi 20 janvier 2012

We all want the same thing .



                   We need those rediscoveries .
                We all want this safety in his arms .
                We look at the sky and hope that the time running out . 

I'm waiting for you . I'm waiting your smile and your pretty smell   .
 Yes , I say to myself every time , My heart is empty when you've gone . 

You're so far away , and i hope on this other side you think of me . 




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