sábado, 29 de octubre de 2011

Cáceres, hoy, volvería.

Os echo de menos

My heart is sinking as I'm lifting up above the clouds away from you. And I can't believe I'm leaving, I don't know what I'm gonna do.  But someday, I will find my way back to where your name is written in the sand. Cause I remember every sunset, I remember every word you said, we were never gonna say goodbye. Till we had to get back to back to summer paradise with you