'Cause all I know is we said "Hello" and your eyes look like coming home. [...] And all my walls stood tall, painted blue. And I'll take them down and open up the door for you and all I feel in my stomach is butterflies. The beautiful kind, making up for lost time, taking me flight, making me feel right.
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INVISIBLE
De Todo"This is not black and white, only organized confusion [...]. If you felt invisible, I won't let you feel that now." - Linkin Park, Invisible Oft berührt uns die Musik mehr, als einfache Worte.
