A SECRET WEAPON FOR BEST SONGS OF ALL TIME

If the angels cry, rain falls within the village/Rain falls around the bell tower/Someone died, an angel fell/An angel died/An angel departed and received’t return/If the assassin fled, and Chico Méndez died/the jungle drowned in weeping/He remaining two attractive young children, a courageous spouse/Along with a jungle in agonyIt's got an apoca

My soul, heart, entire body, mind and wonder are in the palm of the hand/I don’t know how to proceed about your teasing me and rejecting me/Why should really I conceal my enthusiasm when it can be consuming me?/I’ll complain, cry and talk, and perhaps, my expensive, your heart will softenThis pop-rock anthem walks through a Woman’s hard break