quarta-feira, 5 de novembro de 2008

Between

Between the lines i can hardly recognize what we are and what we were.
Between the lines i can't understand those last times, those untold words, those coldness.
Between the lines i try not to think about nothing.
Between the lines i could easily find our future and what we'll be.
Between the lines and over them, i know that i love you more than anything else in the world.
Between the lines maybe you'll find me...

Um comentário:

Anne disse...

"and if at least you understand me between the lines"