10/12/2013

6


In twenty years from now
I don’t want to be just another name
In twenty years from now
I still want to be in your life
In twenty years from now
I want someone to stop you on the street
Ask you how you’re doing
And bring up my name
In twenty years from now
I don’t want your answer to be
“I haven’t seen her in ages”
In twenty years from now
I hope you say
“She’s waiting for me at home”


To me, it is still 6...

3 comentários:

Di disse...

Did you tell him?

Joana disse...

Yes... :)

Btw, I see you're "alive" and got home well ;P thanks for the dinner*

Diana disse...

They say love will find a way... so hang in there. I survived, as usual ;)
Thank you! I hope we have more soon. Kiss*