Friday, 2 September 2011

I am a beautiful stranger and I am gonna dream of, dream of you. 
Everybody I dream of, every star I see, every tear I cry I dream of you. 
It makes me close to you.
I can't  stand it, can't stand the pain of loosing...
I don't want you as my memory, take my pain. 
When we run together, it feels  sweeter then the flowers in my hair. 
Bring back my sweet memories, can you hear me, when we run together.
You make me feel so sweet.

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