sábado, agosto 12, 2006

["Sure I know you'd like to have me, talk about my future and a million words or so to fill you in about my past. have I sisters or a brother? when's my birthday how's my mother? well my dear in time I'll answer all those things you ask.

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Some fine day when we go walking, we'll take time for idle talking, sharing every feeling as we watch each other smile, i'll hold your hand you'll hold my hand, we'll say things we never had planned, when we'll get to know each other in a little while"]

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