24 de octubre de 2010


They were sitting, they were sitting in the strawberry swing.Every moment was so precious.They were sitting, they were talking in the strawberry swing. Everybody was for fighting.Wouldn't wanna waste a thing.Cold, cold water, bring me round.Now my feet won't touch the ground.Cold, cold water...What ya say? It's such… It's such a perfect day...It's such a perfect day.I remember, we were walking up to strawberry swing... I can't wait 'til the morning wouldn't wanna change a thing. People leaving all the time, inside a perfectly straight line. Don't you wanna curve away. It's such… It's such a perfect day...It's such a perfect day.Now the sky could be blue, I don't mind, without you it's a waste of time.Could be blue, I don’t mind, without you it’s a waste of time. Could be blue, could be grey without you I’m just miles away, could be blue I don’t mind. Without you it’s a waste of time