Author: t***a
Date:
Review: Bonito Oh, simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old and I need something to rely on. So tell me when you're gonna let me in. I'm getting tired And I need somewhere to begin. And if you have a minute, why don't we go Talk about it Somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything. So why don't we go Somewhere only we know? Oh, simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old and I need something to rely on. So tell me when you're gonna let me in. I'm getting tired And I need somewhere to begin. So if you have a minute, why don't we go Talk about it Somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything. So why don't we go? So why don't we go? This could be the end of everything. So why don't we go Somewhere only we know? Algún lugar que solo nosotros conocemos por Keane Crucé caminando una tierra vacía. Conocía el camino como la palma de mi mano. Sentí la tierra bajo mis pies, Me senté cerca del río y me hizo sentir completo. Oh, simple cosa, ¿adónde
Color: Black and White
Size: XL
