martes, enero 05, 2010

In these eyes, more than words, more than anything that I've spoken. As the skies turned to gray, my heart's just about to crack open. So the story goes; there’s something you should know before I walk away and I blow the ending. I never wanna be without you. Oh no, here I go, now you know what I feel about you. There's no running, I must have been wrong to doubt you. Oh no, there I go, no control. And I’m fallen so now you know.

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