segunda-feira, março 14, 2011

I Know Places

I know places we can go, babe.
I know places we can go, babe.
The high won't fade here, babe.
No, the high won't hurt here, babe.

I know places we can go, babe.
I know places we can go, babe.
Where the highs won't bring you down, babe.
No, The highs won't hurt you there, babe.

Don't ask me when, but ask me why.
Don't ask me how, but ask me where.
There is a road. There is a way.
There is a place. There is a place.

I know places we can go, babe
Coming home. Come unfold, babe.
And, the high won't fade here, babe.
No, the high won't hurt here, babe.

So,
Come lay... And wait...
Now won't you lay... and wait... Wait on me.

I know places we can go, babe.
Coming home. Come unfold, babe.
I know places we can go, babe.
Coming home. Come unfold, babe.

(Lyyke Li)



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