You have an ugly look inside your Little brown eyes
Would your brother say we are nods in our hands?
He shot you his modern dreams and you are still a shade
You have an ugly look inside your Little brown eyes
Would your brother say we are crosses in our hands?
He shot you his modern dreams as I fell on the grass
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Don’t say that things don’t change, that
Words have meaning beside, ought, might
Confusing questions about the day, I left
Don’t say that things don’t change, that
Words are better left unsaid
That I was better manage left without you
Cause’ I do,
I do
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Foto: Facebook Núria Graham
