What time do you have? Ask to start a conversation
They are room for las two, and when I hear your voice
I assure that God exists
Calves of ivory, shouted a bricklayer in the corner
I turned to face the daring builder
Although I admired his observation
Shall I help you with the books? and at close range you said, No
Can I accompany you? And without turning around again, No
And in the absence of a good comment
I told you that I liked you as my mother's daughter-in-law
There is no more turning the page, here begins a story
Whether you like it or not, tender butterfly
I am the same one that God made to make you happy
There you turned and told me, You is loco Get out
Seven blocks I followed you until you boarded a bus
The traffic light on the corner was the perfect matchmaker
With the red light. I went up through the back door
And I said hello again, you smiled at me
And the crush hurt this time, and in the absence of a good
Comment I told you that I liked you for when ±ada
From my sister
There is no more turning the page here begins a story
Whether you like it or not, tender butterfly
I am the same one that God made to make happy
There you turned and told me, You is loco stay
There is no more turning the page here a story begins
Whether you like it or not, tender butterfly I am the same
What did God do to make you happy

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