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Wednesday, November 28, 2007 - ore 12:20
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
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"Ogni uomo mente, ma dategli una maschera e sarà sincero."
Home - Michael Bublè Another summer day Is come and gone away In Paris and Rome But I wanna go home ...
Maybe surrounded by A million people I Still feel all alone I just wanna go home Oh I miss you, you know
And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you Each one a line or two <I’m fine baby, how are you?> Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough My words were cold and flat And you deserve more than that Another aerorplane
Another sunny place I’m lucky I know But I wanna go home Mmmm, I’ve got to go home
Let me go home I’m just too far from where you are I wanna come home
And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life It’s like I just stepped outside When everything was going right And I know just why you could not Come along with me But this was not your dream But you always believe in me
Another winter day has come And gone away And even Paris and Rome And I wanna go home Let me go home
And I’m surrounded by A million people I Still feel alone Oh, let go home Oh, I miss you, you know
Let me go home I’ve had my run Baby, I’m done I gotta go home Let me go home It will all right I’ll be home tonight I’m coming back home