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Name: vylia
From: Colombia
Location: San Carlos de Bariloche, Rio Negro, Argentina
About me: Someone called me the jellyfish of sand... maybe it's the plain truth or the most attractive lie.
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Poetas malditos
Saturday, July 28, 2007,4:16 PM
Mr. Special and Laurie Webb Music - Aren't you clever
The way you leave me in the dark aren't you clever
the way you space things apart feels like forever
and I can't predict the changes, everything's so strange
I never mind, I never care, it always makes my day

When you come home, here we go again
wondering, if we'll ever win
when you come home, I can't help falling
even though it's a long way down

It's a long way down

Feel the pull of the dance draws nearer
I leave it all up to chance maybe never
but it tends to fill the sky every kind of light
like the birds, in the wind, makes my heart just fly

When you come home, here we go again
wondering, if we'll ever win
when you come home, I can't help falling
even though it's a long way down

There is no black and white
just know it feels right, it feels right

When you come home, here we go again
wondering, if you'll ever care
when you come home, I can't help falling
even though it's a long way down
it's a long way down

The way you leave me in the dark,
aren't you clever?
posted by vylia
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