A primeira vez que eu vi a neve caindo em Londres foi ouvindo essa música . . .
Finally a Love Story
Layo and . . . Bush you wacka
Time Marches
On Never Ending,
Time Keeps
It's Own Time
Here We Stand
At Beginning,
And Then Goes Passing Us By,
And I, I,
I Can Dream For Us All,
I Hope I'm in a Better State,
When Here and Now Crumbles and Falls and You,
You , You Who Make Who makes the Worlds Collide
I Knew You'd Come Knocking One Day,
Unannounced
Like a Thief in the Night.
Where do We Go
From Here,
Time Ain't Nothing But Time,
I Now Have no Fear of My Fears
And no More Tears to Cry,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow,
Tomorrow
Means Nothing At All
If We Don't Hear the Line,
When, Today Places Its Call,
And Morning, Morning,
Morning,
Won't Ever Be the Same,
Now I Won't Make the Same Mistakes,
Time and Time Again
Time and Time AgainTime and
Time Again
Time and Time Again
Time and Time Again
So Tell Me How do You Do?
Finally I Meet You
You Don't Know What I've Been Through,
Waiting and
Wondering About You
I Had a Dream
My Trip Would End Up At You,
And Now I Know Paradise
So Tell Me How do You Do
Finally I Meet YouYou Don't Know
What I've Been Through,
Waiting and Wondering About You
I Had a Dream My Trip
Isso, na neve é ainda mais divertido, gostoso e perigoso!
Aquele abraço, é o mais forte, vertiginoso e aconchegante!
Ah Brighton City . . .
Let's cicling??
