Alla inlägg den 4 november 2009
He sees everything in black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine
I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Born on the Seventeenth
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him..
I'd lie
He stands there, then walks away
My God, if I could only say
I'm holding every breath for you
He'd never tell you, but he can play guitar
I think he can see through everything but my heart
First thought when I wake up is
My God, he's beautiful
So I put on my make-up and pray for a miracle
So you gotta take the good with the bad, the happy and the sad
or will you bring the better future then I had in the past?
Cause I don't want to make the same mistakes I did!
I don't wanna fall back on my face again!
I'll admit it, I was scared to answer loves call
and if it hits, better make it worth the fall...
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