Incurable

And I have this disease without cure.

Waking up at noon.

Lost in a dream azure.

But, just wake up with the moon.

And I have this disease without cure.

To Forget what is to lose.

Just to be sure,

that you will are close...

And baby, I still have you,

and can't remember another life.

Even if, the dream be ever the same...

And I ever lose you,

again I claim:

because of us, I keep with lie!

Masquerade
Enviado por Masquerade em 01/04/2011
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