Should the sky just turn to black
And all birds die and fall
When the ghosts go marching
Down the streets
Marching through your walls
I'll be there for you
With you, my friends
I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you
With you, my friends
Hear my cry Hear my cry
Should a flower be stoned to death
And love is not around
When you're hungered
And your tongue is dry
But your bread is filled with worms
I'll be there for you
With you, my friends
I'll be there for you
With you, my friends
Hear my cry
Hear my cry
Should the sun decide not to shine
And the world is cold as ice
When babies only cry
I'll be there for you
With you, my friends
I'll be there for you
With you, my friends
Hear my cry...
1 comment:
...e para ti eu direi sempre..."I'll be there for you..."
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