one, two, three, four
tell me that you love me more
sleepless, long nights
that was what my youth was for
oh teenage hope arrive at your door
left you with nothing
but they want some more
you're changing your heart.
Sunday, October 08, 2006
when things come to a slow it's like taking a step back and looking at things from a different prespective. making you think if things were better this way or that.
am i making sense?
like they say absence makes the heart grow fonder. will mine?
pau
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