domingo, setembro 21, 2003

For You

"Your words to me just a whisper
Your faces so unclear
I try to pay attention
Your words just disappear
...
I am nothing more than a little boy inside
That cries out for attention
though I always try to hide
'Cause I talk to you like children,
Though I don't know how I feel
But I know I'll do the right thing
If the right thing is revealed..."

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