شنبه، ۲۲ فوریه ۲۰۰۳
Day after day,
Our love turns gray,
Like the skin on a dying man.
And night after night,
We pretend it’s all right,
But I have grown older,
And you have grown colder,
And nothing is very much fun, anymore.
اینو آیدین در ساعت ۱۸:۴۳ نوشت.