White Lies
Entonces a veces me encuentro con alguna cosa buena =)
I love the feeling when we lift off
watching the world so small below
i love the dreaming when i think of
the safety in the clouds out my window
I wonder what keeps us so high up
could there be a love beneath these wings?
if we suddenly fall should i scream out
or keep very quite and cling to my mouth?
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