17 enero 2012
Turn Around. Every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you're never comming round. Turn Around. Every now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears. Turn Around. Every now and then I get a little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by. Every now and then I get a little bit terrified and then I see the look in your eyes ... Turn around, bright eyes. Every now and then I fall apart. Turn around bright eyes. Every now and then I fall apart ... And I need you now tonight, and I need you more than ever ...
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