Saturday, September 22, 2007

Me Toca

Kick me the ball.
Throw me the pass.
Its my turn to talk.
I won't give up this chance.

I've got a word.
A thought in my head.
It seldom feels right.
Here's what has to be said.

I won't continue life.
If you can't continue with me, friend.
And my love for you won't die.
'Cause on you...
It doesn't depend.

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