Onde se respira ar puro e sente-se o cheiro do Mar
sábado, 6 de junho de 2009
Baby, look at me, and tell me what you see.
You ain't seen the best of me yet.
Give me time I'll make you forget the rest.
I got more in me, and you can set it free.
I can catch the moon in my hand. Don't you know who I am?
Remember my name