7 de fevereiro de 2010

No Rain.

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
and speak my point of view
But it's not sane, It's not sane

I just want someone to say to me, oh oh oh oh
I'll always be there when you wake
You know I'd like to keep my tears dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made

And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape! Escape, escape, escape.

 Queria ter escrito essa letra.

Pro Pedro, que diz que fugir é necessário. 

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