sábado, 1 de mayo de 2010

caminante no hay camino, se hace camino al andar

sueña con un mundo distinto donde todos los días el sol brillará
Take a walk outside your mind
Tell me how it feels to be
The one who turns the knife inside of me
Take a look and you will find
There¹s nothing there girl yeah I swear
I¹m telling you girl, yeah,
ŒCause there¹s a hole in my soul
That¹s been killing me forever
It¹s a place where a garden never grows
There¹s a hole in my soul
Yeah, I should have known better
ŒCause your love¹s like a thorn
Without a rose