Sunday, August 08, 2004

History of us

A tear drops from my eye
When I think about you
I can help myself
Cause my heart is your

You are the end
You are the beginning
I am totally yours
And for you I am nothing

In fact for you I am
A slave that is always there
When you need something

You use and abuse me
Without any remorse
You play with my feelings

And at my side of our history
I am happy when you are by my side
Even to you that it’s a game
Even I know your heart

I am happy when I do something
And in you eyes you are happy
At that moment you are mine
Love you

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Oi Marcelo, aqui eh a Ge!
Tudo bem?
Espero que sim...
Seu Blog esta um show, amei...
Beijos pra vc e de uma passadinha no meu fotolog: http://www.fotolog.net/georgya

Beijos,

Ge.