For when we hope to achieve the unachievable.
For when we try to achieve love and the irony of hating...

Said as the band Kings of Leons:
I've been roaming around
Always looking down and all I see
Painted faces, build the faces I can't reach
You know that I can use somebody
You know that I can use somebody

Someone like you, and all you know, and how you speak
Countless lovers under cover of the street
You know that I can use somebody
You know that I can use somebody
Someone like you

Off in the night, while you live it up, I'm off to sleep
Waging wars to shape the poet and the beat
I hope it's gonna make you notice
I hope it's gonna make you notice

Someone like me, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody

I've been roaming around,
Always looking down at all I see.


Think about it and reflect!!!


My Moon, my world my live!!!


I believe that when the Moon appears in the sky, your eyes are close by to admire me writing about you!

When that ball of bright light and wonderful, that it has its own light, appears at the top to save us from ourselves, I see that everything could be different and the same time, equal to today ...
Whenever I see the moon, I see that someone is watching me, I feel your eyes get involved, pursuing, as I left from, do not let me go. In our music said: If the moon does not shine at night, will be our end ... I feel your eyes, feel the moonlight I feel my heart beating fast Where are you? Where are you? I miss you and just do not understand.
I see your eyes, I see the moonlight I see the distance that separates us where we stop? where we stop? I want you to know: The moon me love, her want I'm next to her, In the sky ...
I am leaving ...

Forever my lonely!
Kisses!

Eu, meus sonhos e minha realidade!

Eu, meus sonhos e minha realidade!
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Então diga...

♪ Minha lua seria você, se tu não vivesse em terra.
E nada vai fazer voltar o tempo que eu perdi tentando te falar que eu não consigo respirar com medo de chorar e ouvir você falar... Não. ♫

Um dos meus amores:

Um dos meus amores:
Vaquinha se tu fosse um ser vivo, teria dó de seus ouvidos!

Quem sou eu

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