domingo, 3 de abril de 2011


You're a song written by the hands of god,

don't get me wrong cause

this might sound to you a bit odd but you own the place .

Where all my thoughts go hiding and right

under your clothes is where I find them..

Underneath your clothes,

there's an endless story,

there's the man I chose,

there's my territory...

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