I  raise a glass make a toast

a toast in your honor

I hear you laugh and beg me not to dance

‘cause on your right standing by is Mr. Bojangles

with a toast

he’s telling me it’s time to let you go

let you go

I’d see you again

you said you might do

maybe in a carving

in a cathedral

somewhere in Barcelona

(Tori Amos - Toast)

Roba di misia domenica, 27 febbraio 2005 ore 19:46 | link | commenti (2) |


vengo anch'io

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