How can I fill this empty space. When suddenly you're gone?. And where can I find the strength. Each day I need to carry on?. . Oh, tell me when will I smile again.
Well here is my story that I tell to you. You may not believe me but I swear it's true. I escaped to Havana for a getaway. In a tiny club with a Cuban band on a Saturday.
Well here is my story that I tell to you. You may not believe me but I swear it's true. I escaped to Havana for a getaway. In a tiny club with a Cuban band on a Saturday.