January 2009
102 posts
te favorece tanto estar callada
todo es como tocar el piano en los dedos de mi...
Listen
me derrito como mantequilla
se me doblan las rodillas
A kiss could’ve killed me If it were not for the rain A kiss could’ve killed me Baby if it were not for the rain And I had a feeling it was coming on And I felt it coming For so long If I’m to be the fool Then so it be This fool can die now With a heart that’s soaked How How had it coming For so long And darling take my hand And lead me through the door ...
