Grito Número Cento e Noventa e Oito:
domingo, 17 de março de 2013
YOU CAN CALL ME (YOUR) DR. TOM
I wait your calls at midnight
I'm here to prove you're right
I'm here to make you feel like gold
When you're feeling like a dime
I always dream about your smile
Saying me that everything it's fine
Our laugh is ours
Your hapiness is mine
Count on me forever
It's not a question of time
Finish up your drinks and we can say goodbye
Or at least we can try.
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