2 de enero de 2014

What time is it where you are? back at home you feel so far, It's getting lonely living upside down, I don't even wanna be in this town, trying to figure out the time zones is making me crazy.
You say good morning when it's midnight, going out of my head alone in this bed I wake up to your sunset and it's driving me mad and my heart is so jet-lagged. What time is it where you are? 

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