julho 05, 2012



"I try to sleep,
But the clock is stuck on thoughts of you and me
A thousand more regrets unraveling, 
If you were here right now, 
I swear,I'd tell you this

Baby I don't want to waste another day
Keeping it inside it's killing me
Cause all I ever want, it comes right down to you
I'm wishing I could find the words to say
Baby I would tell you every time you leave
I'm inconsolable"

 Backstreet Boys, Inconsolable 

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