| So Close | |
| I've spent so much time throwing rocks at your window That I never even knocked on the front door Ooh... Ooh... Ooh... I walk by statues never even made one chip But if I could leave a mark on the monument of the heart I just might lay myself down for a little more than I had the last day The last day The last day Oooh.. Wait a time to spare these lies we tell ourselves These days have come and gone But this time is sweeter than honey | |
| by Sadness, 04.03.2007 03:56 | 0 комментариев |
