segunda-feira, 15 de maio de 2017

Spectrum


When food is gone you are my daily meal, oh
When friends are gone I know my savior's love is real
Your love is real

Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air
'Cause I know I can count on you
Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care"
But you've got the love I need to see me through


Algures na fronteira

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