sábado, 1 de dezembro de 2012

The Thief

It's late at night and I see
The moon is high in the dark
Like a spotlight for a lonely woman
goin' anywhere

She walks with bumblin' steps
She stops, she lights a cigarette
She turns around and her eyes
find mine

She doesn't understand
Just takes me to the sky
by simply walkin' round
I look at her and fly
I am not brave enough
to tell  her what I feel
That's why I'm blue and cold
My heart she always steals

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