I don't tell anyone about the way you hold my hand
I don't tell anyone about the things that we have planned
I won't tell anybody
They want to push me down
They want to see you fall
I don't need a parachute
Baby, if I've got you
I don't need a parachute
You're gonna catch me
You're gonna catch if I fall
'Coz I'm a cynic with cheesy hopeless romantic tendencies
SanAnn
| воскресенье, 24 апреля 2011