lunes, 14 de marzo de 2011

Lovesick

My hearth is always with you
Maybe you can't probe it
But it's true


Every morning that I wake up
I think and I lose in your eyes
Maybe it's problematic
But I think that's fantastic


Because you turn me in everything I want to be


I love you since the moment I saw this brown eyes
And I don't know how you can be in love with me
And Everyday, I fall again in all you're tricks
I'll probably become a lovesick





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