Came in from a rainy Thursday on the avenue, thought I heard you talking softly. I turned the tv and the radio, still I can't escape the ghost of you. But I won't cry for yesterdays, there's an ordinary world somehow I have to find; And as I try to make my way to the ordinary world, I will learn to survive.

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muy sucia para vos. dijo...

ingles!! no!!! jajajaja me llevo re mal..
un beso genia :) pasas?