(o Bruce, não o acordeão)
"Rover, wanderer, nomad, vagabond, call me what you will. But I'll take my time anywhere, I'm free to speak my mind anywhere and I'll redefine anywhere. Anywhere I roam, where I lay my head is home... And the Earth becomes my throne, I adapt to the unknown, by myself but not alone"
Well maybe I'm just thinking that the rooms are all on fire
Everytime that you walk in the room
Well there is magic all around you, if I do say so myself..
I have known this much longer than I've known you
Puta que pariu esta merda de trabalhar 12h por dia. Os meus pés, as minhas pernas e as minhas costas are hurting!
Então os Contemporâneos acabaram? Alguém sentiu falta?