o menino brian peter george st. jean le baptiste de la salle eno
festeja hoje sessenta e quatro risonhas primaveras...
( mais um que para o ano já usufrui de descontos nos transportes públicos... )
I'll find a place somewhere in the corner
I'm gonna waste the rest of my days
Just watching patiently from the window
Just waiting, seasons change, some day, oh oh,
My dreams will pull you through that garden gate
I'm gonna waste the rest of my days
Just watching patiently from the window
Just waiting, seasons change, some day, oh oh,
My dreams will pull you through that garden gate
I want to be the wandering sailor
We're silhouettes by the light of the moon
I sit playing solitaire by the window
Just waiting, seasons change, ah hah, you'll see
One day these dreams will pull you through my door
We're silhouettes by the light of the moon
I sit playing solitaire by the window
Just waiting, seasons change, ah hah, you'll see
One day these dreams will pull you through my door
And I'll come running to tie your shoe
I'll come running to tie your shoe
I'll come running to tie your shoe
forty years later, brian, wow, this is still gr8! :)
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