sexta-feira, maio 21, 2004
It's four in the morning, the end of december
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New york is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on clinton street all through the evening.
I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record.
Tori Amos |Famous Blue Raincoat
posted by cristina on 13:51