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lunes, abril 7
jueves, abril 3
One of those weeks that sucked...
Come away with me in the night.
Come away with me
and I will write you a song.
Come away with me on a bus.
Come away where they can´t tempt us
with their lies.
I want to walk with you
on a cloudy day
in fields where yellow grass grows knee-high
so won´t you try to come
Come away with me and we´ll kiss
on a mountaintop.
Come away with me
and I´ll never stop loving you.
And I want wake up with the rain
falling on a tin roof
while I´m safe there in your arms.
So all I ask is for you
to come away with me in the night.
Come away with me...
Come away with me, Norah Jones
del albúm Come away with me.
Come away with me
and I will write you a song.
Come away with me on a bus.
Come away where they can´t tempt us
with their lies.
I want to walk with you
on a cloudy day
in fields where yellow grass grows knee-high
so won´t you try to come
Come away with me and we´ll kiss
on a mountaintop.
Come away with me
and I´ll never stop loving you.
And I want wake up with the rain
falling on a tin roof
while I´m safe there in your arms.
So all I ask is for you
to come away with me in the night.
Come away with me...
Come away with me, Norah Jones
del albúm Come away with me.
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