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domingo, 13 de junio de 2010

I wish I could take you with me all the way to New York City
And we can get an apartment there

We can take my station wagon
Fill it to the brim
Wave goodbye to all our lovely friends
Never to return again

We could buy old over coats
And walk through the snow
All the way around Central Park
Our cheeks as pink as wild roses
We could take the subway home
And stare at our reflections
In the window panes of the trains
And see how much New York has changed us

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