Sunday, December 17, 2006


She never took the train alone
She hated being on her own
She always took me by the hand
And say she needs me
She never wanted love to fail
She always hoped that it was real
She’d look me in the eyes
And say believe me
But then night becomes the day
And there’s nothing left to say
If there’s nothing left to say
Then something’s wrong
Oh tonight
you killed me with your smile
So beautiful and wild
So beautiful



Anonymous شملک said...

امیدوارم بتونم دانلودش کنم یه سی دی از کارهای نامجو پیدا کردم. اگه برگشتم برات یه سری رو ایمیل می کنم تو ایران نمیشه. سرعت اینترنت فاجعه است. راستی من هم قاطی بازی یلدا شدم از تو خواهش می کنم تو هم قاطی این بازی بشی

December 27, 2006 12:53 AM  

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