da Joan Of Arc il lun mag 29, 2006 6:48 pm
The Smiths - Cemetry Gates
All those people, all those lives
Where are they now ?
With loves, and hates
And passions just like mine
They were born
And then they lived
And then they died
It seems so unfair
I want to cry
Baby When I Get You On That Persian Rug... That's The Kind Of Movie That I'm Dreaming Of...
I got some dirty boots - yeah dirty boots
I got some dirty boots - baby
dirty boots
MY MYSPACE
MY LAST.FM