Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight, someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight. Somewhere out there someone's saying a prayer, that we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there. And even though I know how very far apart we are, it helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star. And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby, it helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky.

Somewhere out there if love can see us through, then we'll be together somewhere out there: out where dreams come true.

(es una ternura; te tenía tan abandonado blog. Te prometo que no te lo hago más, y que al final del 2010 te voy a llenar con algo recontra re lindo -estoy muy loca, si señorr- pero bueeeeno viva la vida, no? -bueee-)