Воскресенье, 06 Июля 2008 г. 03:56
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I'm tired of tellin' the story,
I'm tired of tellin' your way.
Yea I know what I saw,
I know that I found the floor
Before you take my heart
reconsider.
Before you take my heart
reconsider.
I've open the door,
I've open the door.
Here comes the summer sun
Here burns my skin
I ache again,
I'm over you
I thought I had a dream to hold
Maybe that has gone..
Your hands reach out and touch me still
The this feels so wrong.
Here comes the winter's rain
to clense my skin
I ache again
I'm over you
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