lunes, noviembre 13, 2006

con la TOTE..........................=B


para no olvidarme de ella jamas ...

ke bien me hizo hablar con el...
puesto ke senti,
ke todo kedo un poco más claro...
ke bien me hizo hablar con el padre marcelo...
pues mi hizo darme cuenta de ke necesito ayuda y
de ke las dos cosas se pueden complementar...

KiSiErA sEr Yo....


a veces me gustaria tener,
sentir lo ke es tener un hijo...
pero a veces no...
In The Crossfire
I don't see myself
when I look in the mirror
I see whoI should be
I don't see myself
when I look in your eyes
Thank God for that
I don't see myself
when I look cross the river
I see whereI should be
I don't see myself when
I look from the sky
Thank God for that
I hear them scream,
woooo
On the radio
It's getting louder
in the crossfire
Tryin' to find some hope
From the ashes of their broken home
I don't see myself
when they fail to deliver
I see what I should beI
don't see myself when
I look at the flag
Thank God for that
I hear them scream,
woooo
On the radio
It's getting louder
in the crossfire
Tryin' to find some hope
Our day will come
Well find the sun
Well find the fire
Well set a fire the love we give
Our one desireI hear them scream,
woooo
On the radio
It's getting louder
in the crossfire
Tryin' to find some hope
I hear them scream,
woooo
On the radio
It's getting louder
in the crossfire
Tryin' to find some hope
From the ashes of their broken home
I don't see myself when I look in the mirror...
(Yo no me veo cuando miro en el espejo...)

cuerpos pintados.......................*...*