I do nothing but think about you
for flattering yourself so you know
Take paper and pencil.
and I scattered
the clothes of your love,
on the table..
I was looking for a song
and I lost
that in a lot of worn words
I do nothing but think about you
and, I do not know anything about it ...
I light a cigarette and another one
one of these days that to consider
very seriously quit smoking
with that cough that comes to me when I get up
look looking at the sky inspiration
and I stayed hanging on the heights
by the way, the ceiling did not hurt anything wrong
a coat of paint..
Look out the window
and I run away ..
with a girl who was riding a bicycle
I was distracted by a neighbor
how well..
he did nothing but scratch the brageta
I do nothing but think about you
I like nothing more than to be songs
but and the musasas has gone from my
they will go on vacation.
I do nothing but think about you
but the verses flee from my hands
and that is that the musasas have passed from me
They will have gone with the nanon.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)