quarta-feira, 13 de fevereiro de 2008

What else to Say? It was true.

Of my angel
I’m dreaming tonight.
Whispering into your ear,
I’m holding you so tight,

Look into my eyes when you’re down,
Hold on to me if you’re cold.
Take my hand when I’m in silence,
Silence means much more than words.

Tell me of your sorrows,
I’ll tell you of my fears,
Show me all of your horrors,
They will die by my dreams

You may not know,
But you are a dream come true
Know that one dream kills them horrors,
Believe, you are my dream come true.

I opened my soul
For a different mind.
Different but lovely,
Different but still the same.

A mind I never thought to love
That I never thought to know,
A four letters word
Is what I want you to know now
The word shows one feeling
The greatest in this world,
A simple word for something so great,
That word is love…






But,
Dreams aren’t real, neither are the hopes I had for you…


Hugo Santos... não arrependido, mas desiludido.
Agora indiferente.

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Anônimo disse...

that word can change the world...and our mind.