domingo, 19 de febrero de 2012

I let it fall, my heart, and as it fell, you rose to claim it, It was dark and I was over, until you kissed my lips and you saved me, My hands, they were strong, but my knees were far too weak, to stand in your arms without falling to your feet.
But I set fire to the rain, watched it pour as I touched your face, Well, it burned while I cried, 'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name.

Set fire to the rain .


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