I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do
about you now
And all the roads we have to walk are winding
and all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I
would like to say to you
but i don't know how
Because maybe
you're gonne be the one that saves me
and after all
you're my wonderwall


2 comentaris:
Aaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnndddddddd Mmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyybbbbeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Realment, 'maybe' és l'alfa dels somnis, les esperances, els mil finals oberts de cada història...
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