6/29/09
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Sometimes I wake with a weary head
And I wonder how I'll ever get through
Then I think of the things you said
How you told me to myself be true
My faith in things unseen
My belief that it'll all work out
May seem like a strange cup of tea
But if it's alright with you then it's alright with me
There's times I feel with the strains of life
I could just turn around turn around walk away
Then a strength like a beam from above
Lifts me up by the hand and it leads me to say
Good things for good people you see
Good things they seem to all work out
Que lindas fotos que andas subiendo coca, te extraño mucho, uno de estos dias salimso a caminar por ahi, abrazsote =)