06 octobre 2007
What Are You Doing...
Out here?
I'm waiting...
What are you waiting for...
Out here?
I'm waiting for the rain.
Why?
Why? I don't want them to see me cry...
What Are You Doing...
Alone?
Being lonely...
Oh, I don't want others to be sad because of me.
Et si encore j'arrivais à me rappeler le titre et l'auteur...
Au fait! Le monsieur est revenu, il a perdu encore des cheveux, roule moins vite et souris difficilement. Il sens le jasmin.