De Anónimo a 26 de Setembro de 2007 às 11:51
Running wild through my mind that I can't sleep tonight
Like a child, like a child I have no place to hide
Running wild, is there no ending for the
And all the while when I can't sleep tonight, I can see you
Running wild, running wild
The underside, the underside of my mind
There's a cry that I can't even reach out
There's a fire, do you feel that too?
;-)
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