quinta-feira, 26 de novembro de 2009

Last night i dreamt that somebody loved me.

Last night I dreamt,
That somebody loved me.
No hope, no harm.
Just another false alarm.

Last night I felt,
Real arms around me.
No hope, no harm.
Just another false alarm.

So, tell me how long,
Before the last one?
And tell me how long,
Before the right one?

The story is old - I know.
But it goes on.
The story is old - I know.
But it goes on.

(morissey)

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