giovedì 23 settembre 2010

Maybe tomorrow

Been down and I'm wondering why                                                                            
these little black clouds keep walking around with me, with me.
Waste time and I'd rather be high,
think I'll walk me outside and buy a rainbow smile but be free, be all free.
So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home.
So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home.
I look around at a beautifiul life
I been the upper side of down; been the inside of out but we breathe, we breathe.
I wanna a breeze and an open mind,
I wanna swim in the ocean, wanna take my time for me, it's all free.
So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home.
So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home.
So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home.
So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home.






Così forse domani troverò la mia strada di casa.

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