Or maybe there's a few out there
Or maybe not even one
I wonder if it's made up by man
I wonder if love is what we make with our own two hands
I wonder why I write all these songs
I wonder if you know what you're saying when you sing along
And will you know my name when I'm gone?
Or are you just too sick of these love songs?
When we were younger ... Realmente em criança tudo é mais fácil. Mais inocente, mais verdadeiro, mais simples, mais leve. Mais perguntas, mais respostas.
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