Se que existes tu, que existo yo, que importa lo demas se que existes tu, Danielle. Se canciones que jamas hubiera escrito para ti que no volvere a cantar
Running late, hit my head on the coffee table And then I ran out of gas I hailed a cab but ended up in the middle of nowhere And someone stole all my
Running late, in my hit at my coffee table Then I run out of gas I heard the count but ended up in the middle of nowhere And someone stole all my cash
Translation: Powter, Daniel. My So Called Life.
Running late, in my hit at my coffee table Then I run out of gas I heard the count but ended up in the middle of nowhere And someone stole all my
