Young girl, don't cry, I'll be right here when you're world starts to fall. Young girl, it's all right, your tears will dry you'll soon be free to fly. And when you're safe inside your room and you tend to dreem, of a place where nothing's harder than it seems. No one ever could you explain, of the heartache life can bring and what it means. When there's no one else, look inside your self. Like your oldest friend, just trust the voice within. Then you'll find the strength that will gide your way, you'll learn to begin, just trus the voice within. Young girl, don't hide, you'll never change if you just run away.
viernes, enero 29, 2010
escrito por Clara en 14:18:00