In my pain is where I've tattooed your name
Was it a dream
Was it a dream?
Going round and round and round and round my heart
I wonder what you must think about me
What I heard is you consider me dead
I guess that's fair of you, I never was good to you!
I'm ashamed for making you feel all my pain
When I sleep
Sometimes I still think we speak
Is it a dream
Is it a dream ....
One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.
(Man liebt, weil man liebt. Dafür gibt es keinen Grund.)
- Paulo Coelho, The Alchimist (Der Alchimist)
love it :)
Do you know any good books? :)
Love xoxo
