Ellirie Aviles


To you (song)


Hey what are tryin’ to pray

Let everyday be Monday

it's a bit summer may

heat’s with, u.v ray

(instr.)



(Refrain)



oh, greet them all with anything and just go with the season

don't let them fall, give them chance and seek for reason

try to peek in destiny

and believe that you can be...

(just what you wanted to be)



(Chorus)



what you aim to be and of what you're really dreamin'

i couldn't stop, myself from this continues weeping

cause impossible's what i'm merely desirin'

i'm wishin' for your love to be mine.

cause of what you've said that i'm

just a hindrance

i can defend that you just need an acceptance

i'm just astonished with the one who gives me reason

to live or to die in your heart i am imprisoned

i just couldn't live

without my juliet! ! !



(2nd verse)

may, it's a summer end

i never couldn't defend

all the things that i've said!

cause i'm just afraid!

(repeat Refrain)

(repeat chorus)







.i’d forget it all if only I am able

try to kill myself just to make myself stable

try to speak out words and put it in a bubble

regret about everything, unless you love me too!

(instr.)

unless you love me too........

Submitted: Thursday, January 05, 2012

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