domingo, 15 de fevereiro de 2009

Where is my mind?

Let me hold you. For the last time. It's the last chance to feel again. You can't play on broken strings. You can't feel anything. That your heart don't want to feel, I can't tell you something that ain't real. The truth hurts, and lies worse. So how can I give anymore. Let me hold you. For the last time. It's the last chance to feel again.