Did you know that was not there. There could be.
had counted on the fingers of your hand before you reach the door, and before the night before ... ... and ... quell'ancora
First one, then two, then three ...
Your music resounded from the ears to the heart. It was a pleasant companion. And did we focus, we cling to you no more ... not to feel the void.
was not there, but you knew that.
And then 4, then 5. Your hand was not enough, you got the other. You were not sad. This will do. Comes. There was still music to your ears, you were still a need for companionship, but your eyes were more alive in that blank look, because you know that just missed. It was enough to still count on two, three fingers at the most.
're now certain, there will be!
And your music is playing slower, not to the heart because the heart is stronger.
The road looks bigger, there is more room to run .. but there's no hurry. You know it's there waiting for you. Yet that freedom of thought in your footsteps, not control them. Your hands have just counted up to nine hours rummaging in her bag, found the keys, just because everything had to be perfect. Open the door and you are still safer ... there! You can not see it yet, but there! And the enthusiasm
devours the stairs two at a time .. is not you that want to run ... it is he who pushes you, it is strong, you can feel it ... You've view, perhaps it's her, she must ...
Did you know that was! The hug, kiss her, the look, the look and it's never enough. It's not like you expect it, it's beautiful ... it looks gold. And the more all in one go, and cry ...
crying because her happiness is yours.
and laugh ... because it seems to read you, and why is the same for him.
and cry .. because you seem to see those smiles, and hear laughter ...
and laugh again as the tears will fall on your face ... because you know that you are close neighbors ... neighbors.
And you're happy, happy, happy!
had counted on the fingers of your hand before you reach the door, and before the night before ... ... and ... quell'ancora
First one, then two, then three ...
Your music resounded from the ears to the heart. It was a pleasant companion. And did we focus, we cling to you no more ... not to feel the void.
was not there, but you knew that.
And then 4, then 5. Your hand was not enough, you got the other. You were not sad. This will do. Comes. There was still music to your ears, you were still a need for companionship, but your eyes were more alive in that blank look, because you know that just missed. It was enough to still count on two, three fingers at the most.
're now certain, there will be!
And your music is playing slower, not to the heart because the heart is stronger.
The road looks bigger, there is more room to run .. but there's no hurry. You know it's there waiting for you. Yet that freedom of thought in your footsteps, not control them. Your hands have just counted up to nine hours rummaging in her bag, found the keys, just because everything had to be perfect. Open the door and you are still safer ... there! You can not see it yet, but there! And the enthusiasm
devours the stairs two at a time .. is not you that want to run ... it is he who pushes you, it is strong, you can feel it ... You've view, perhaps it's her, she must ...
Did you know that was! The hug, kiss her, the look, the look and it's never enough. It's not like you expect it, it's beautiful ... it looks gold. And the more all in one go, and cry ...
crying because her happiness is yours.
and laugh ... because it seems to read you, and why is the same for him.
and cry .. because you seem to see those smiles, and hear laughter ...
and laugh again as the tears will fall on your face ... because you know that you are close neighbors ... neighbors.
And you're happy, happy, happy!
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