:: Muchas Cosas ::

Hay cosas que uno no se quitan nunca ..como un "anillo" tobilleras, pulceras,, etc ..o cosas que siempre tiene que llevar .. o utilizar diariamente.. bueno estas son algunas de las cosas con que convivo diariamente...

:: Out Loud by Dispatch ::

Would you be the wind
To blow me home?
Would you be a dream
On the wings of a poem?
And if we were walking through a crowd
Well you know I’d be proud
If you’d call my name out loud
If you’d call my name out loud
Do you suppose that I would come running?
Do you supposed I’d come at all?
I suppose I would…

And if we were walkin down a dead end street
Would you be the one to let our eyes meet?
Or would you just keep on walking down to the turnaround?
Cause you know I'd be proud
If you’d call my name out loud
If you’d call my name out loud
Do you suppose that I would come running?
Do you suppose I’d come at all?
I suppose I would…

And if I was gone
From the land we know
Would you be the dawn?
Let your beauty still show?
And if you were walking
Heard the cold night coming
Would you call my name?
Cause you know I'd come running
If you’d call my name out loud
If you’d call my name out loud
Do you suppose that I would come running?
Do you suppose I’d come at all?
You know I would… (x4)
I’d come running… (x2)
If you’d call my name out loud