quarta-feira, 4 de fevereiro de 2009

She said I think I'll go to Boston

I think I'll start a new life

I think I'll start it over, where no one knows my name

I'll get out of California, I'm tired of the weather

I think I'll get a lover and fly'em out to SpainI think I'll go to Boston,

I think that I'm just tired

I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind

I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of the sunset

I hear it's nice in the summer some snow would be nice... oh yeah

segunda-feira, 2 de fevereiro de 2009

Alívio, é oque eu tô sentindo.