quinta-feira, 21 de junho de 2012


In his arms she found peace
A peace that was just unusual
but as everything she had in her life
She threw out the house
but like all great love
survive the worst storm
And when we think it is dead
It comes back knocking on the door
and how he taught me that
however it is far from his sights
if you fight, you gain
I'll fight for you the rest of my life



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