quarta-feira, 2 de fevereiro de 2011

yeah

Vada: Weeping willow with your tears running down, why do you
always weep and frown? Is it because he left you one day? is it
because he could not stay? On your branches he would swing,
do you long for the happiness that day would bring? He found
shelter in your shade. You thought his laughter would never
fade. Weeping willow, stop your tears. There is something to
calm you fears. You think death has ripped you forever apart.
But I know he'll always be in your heart.

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