Gota de orvalho na coroa dum lírio: Jóia do tempo.

Quem sabe os dias mudem, preciso mesmo disso.
Porque eu não posso ter um pouco de sorte,
se tenho tanto azar ?

This space is as if for you and me.

Every time I have a thought, a memory
Of all the bad things that you did to me
Everybody talks, everyone was shocked
It nearly broke my heart when I heard
And it was all wrong, it was all wrong
Why did you do it? Why did you say it.. All along?
It wasna’t about the truth, it wasna’t about the lie
Its just the fact that you made me cry, you didna’t even try,
I really want to sigh I a’m sorry but I have to say goodbye
You didna’t even know that you made me cry..
I want to know!