miércoles, 13 de mayo de 2009

Stellar.

Meet me in outer space. We could spend the night; watch the earth come up. I've grown tired of that place; won't you come with me? We could start again. How do you do it? Make me feel like I do. How do you do it? It's better than I ever knew. Meet me in outer space. I will hold you close, if you're afraid of heights. I need you to see this place, it might be the only way that I can show you how it feels to be inside of you. How do you do it? Make me feel like I do. How do you do it? It's better than I ever knew. You are stellar.
Incubus.

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