quinta-feira, 25 de setembro de 2008


The shadow of your smile when you are gone,

Will color all my dreams and light the dawn.

Look into my eyes, my love, and see

All the lovely things you are to me.

Our wistful little star it was far too high;

A teardrop kissed your lips, and so did I.

Now when I remember spring,

And every little lovely thing,

I will be remembering

The shadow of your smile.

Your lovely smile.

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