Crie um site como este com o
Comece agora

Falling To Pieces Back and forth, I sway with the windResolution slips away againRight through my fingers, back into my heartWhere it’s out of reach and it’s in the darkSometimes I think I’m blindOr I may be just paralyzedBecause the plot thickens every dayAnd the pieces of my puzzle keep crumblin’ awayBut I knowThere’s a picture beneathIndecisionContinuar lendo “Falling To Pieces”