quinta-feira, novembro 26, 2009

Between Bakerloo and Central

There he was, just stading in Tube tunnel with a guitar on his hands and the sound of his voice. And there I was, passing by him with his words coming out of my mouth. At that moment, all the good things came to my mind, a mix of happiness and sadness.
And I just wished you were there with me... someone like you, somebody...

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