La historia de una chica que quería volar.
She would never say where she came from
Yesterday don´t matter if it´s gone
While the sun is bright
Or in the darkest night
No one knows
She comes and goes
Goodbye, ruby tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I´m gonna miss you...
Don´t question why she needs to be so free
She´ll tell you it´s the only way to be
She just can´t be chained
To a life where nothing´s gained
And nothing´s lost
At such a cost
There´s no time to lose, I heard her say
Catch your dreams before they slip away
Dying all the time
Lose your dreams
And you will lose your mind.
Ain´t life unkind?
Goodbye, ruby tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I´m gonna miss you...
lunes, 28 de enero de 2008
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Querido Mati: No sé por qué necesitaste ser tan libre o por qué razón te fuiste, sólo espero que estés bien y sé que te voy a extrañar todos los días de mi vida. Mamá.
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