she's taking her time making up the reasons
to justify all the hurt inside...
somewhere in a private place,
she packs her bags for outer space
en now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot to come
en she'll say to him:
i would fly to the moon and back
if you'll be... if you'll be my baby
got a ticket for a world where we belong
so would you be my baby?
Wednesday, February 25, 2004
LuDu
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