Dentro de cada persona cuerda hay un loco luchando por salir a la luz.

jueves, 7 de junio de 2007

...here with me...




I didn't hear you leave,

I wonder how am I still here

I don't want to move a thing,

It might change my memory




Oh I am what I am,

I'll do what I want,

but I can't hide

I won't go,

I won't sleep,

I can't breathe,
until you're resting

here with me




I won't leave,

I can't hide,

I cannot be,

until you're resting

here with me




I don't want to call my friends,

They might wake me from this dream

And I can't leave this bed,

Risk forgetting all that's been




Oh I am what I am,

I'll do what I want,

but I can't hide

I won't go,

I won't sleep,

I can't breathe,

until you're resting

here with me



I won't leave,

I can't hide,

I cannot be,

until you're resting

here with me
Ecuación matemática
Semana blanca = Reportaje [mala suerte+psicólogo loco] + Culla + Mudanza
Solución...(?) Estrés x10 + sueño + otro estrés x10