jueves, 9 de febrero de 2012

He is love.

I've been beaten down, I've been kicked around. But he takes it all to me. And I lost my faith, in my darkest days, but he makes me want to believe. They call his love, love, love, love, love. He is love and he is all I need. He’s all I need. Well I had my ways. They were all in vain. But he waited patiently. It was all the same. All my pride and shame. But he put me on my feet. They call her love, love, love, love, love. He is love, and he is all I need.

Seguidores.