“Niña, adolescente, los libros me salvaron de la desesperación; eso me ha persuadido de que la cultura es el más alto de los valores, y no logro considerar esta convicción con mirada crítica.”

viernes, 13 de febrero de 2009

So fine

How could she look so fine
How could it be she might be mine
How could she be so cool
I've been taken for a fool
So many times -
Yeah It's a story of a man
Who works as hard as he can
Just to be a man
who stands on his own
But the book always burns
As the story takes it turn
An leaves a broken man
How could she be so cool

How could she be so fine

I owe a favor to a friend
My friends they always come through for me
- Yeah It's a story of a man
Who works as hard as he can
Just to be a man
who stands on his own
But the book always burns
As the story takes it turn
An leaves a broken man I

f you could only live my life
You could see the difference you make to me
- To me I'd look right up at night
And all I'd see was darkness
Now I see the stars alright
I wanna reach right up and grab one for you
When the lights went down in your house
Yeah that made me happy

The sweat I make for you Yeah... I
think you know where that comes from Yeah
Well I'd look right up at night
And all I'd see was darkness
Now I see the stars alright

I wanna reach right up and grab one for you
When the lights went down in your house Yeah
that made me happy
The sweat I make for you
I think you know where that comes from

How could she look so good (So good)
How could she be so fine
How could she be so cool
How could it be she might be mine Yeah

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