What the hell is going on?
It's 4 AM, dawn in this shitty city, and i'm still awake, fullfilling my heart with kind from friends far far away.
Why do I keep doing the wrong thing with the right person?
Holy shit, how I miss home.
And I...
Wish I could rock n' roll every night.
Wish I could fly away from here.
Wish I could lay down each girl I desire.
Wish I could sleep in peace while softly hugging her.
Wish my anckle did not hurt so much.
Wish I could go my way easily and with plenty time to do it weel done...
There's nothing left but to smile and drop some tears.
* lennon is crying on his pillow *
02 outubro 2004
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