sábado, 6 de junio de 2009

These Smiling eyes are just a mirror for...


Scar tissue that I wish you saw

Sarcastic mister know it all
Close your eyes and I´ll kiss you

Autumn´s sweet we call it fall
I´ll make it to the moon if I have to crawl
With the birds I´ll share this lonely view...

Some dreams were meant to be declined

Say goodbye
Cause I will find a way to trim it
I gotta get away
I can't take it for another minute

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