This is for you:
Sunrise sunrise
Looks like morning in your eyes
But the clocks had nine fifteen for hours
and
Wakin' up without you I can hardly speak at all
(...)
In the mornin'
Baby in the afternoon
Funny how my favorite shirt
Smells more like you than me
Bitter traces left behind
Stains no one can see
15 março 2004
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