quarta-feira, 10 de fevereiro de 2010

Why Try to Change Me Now

I sit and daydream, I've got daydreams galore
Cigarette ashes, there they go on the floor
I'll go away weekends, leave my keys in the door
But why try to change me now?.

(Why Try to Change Me Now, Frank Sinatra)

3 comentários:

So if you have something to say, say it to me now