01 agosto 2005

férias...

"All my bags are packed
I’m ready to go
I’m standin’ here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin’
It’s early morn
The taxi’s waitin’
He’s blowin’ his horn

Already I’m so lonesome
I could die

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you’ll wait for me
Hold me like you’ll never let me go
'cause I’m leavin’ on a jet plane
Don’t know when I’ll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go"