It does'nt happen in my world
can't compare these wandering tunes
not in my mind
so this glimpse is left of you
I hope to hear from you
I hope to dream of you
nothing builds
a shame
to hope to dream of you
it does'nt happen in my world
sick of crashing cars into
into your life
so these traces is left of you
I hope to hear from you
I hope to dream of you
nothing builds
a shame
so I listen to
so I listen to the rain
so I listen to the rain
I listen to...
...and I went to bed without a thought of what you never said... Your life is a ship in a bottle ...and... I'm trying to shake it... Trying to move the waves in your heart, turning it back to what you once said...
Thursday, August 28, 2008
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