quarta-feira, 22 de outubro de 2008

who i am

everytime i look ate the mirror

i see my soul behind

she's trying to wake me up´

but i can't

i have my eyes very closed

i can't open

i being another person

i must wake up

i must realize my dreams

and rescue my soul

rescue my soul

from the hell that she's living

the spring has come and complete my soul

with the wind that run through the fiels

i being another person

i must find the way

i'm calling the wind

i'm calling everyone

but nobody hear me

i m lonely

the mirror is lying to me

the wind has saved me

since the day i borne

finally i understand

who i am



carolina aragao

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