söndag 15 maj 2011

PICK YOUR FLOWERS

Pick your flowers and I’ll pick mine,
I’m sure that we will be fine.
I warm your hands if the sun will fall,
the greatest gift of them all.

It’s allright, It’s ok, that you need me.
And I need you more than you know, I adore you.
And I won’t tell no lie to you, when I sing my love by to you. By to you.

It’s a lie that I realize, whitout you by my side,
Secret kisses inside my mind, is all I have for the time.

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