söndag 22 mars 2009

My hands are searching for you
My arms are outstretched towards you
I feel you on my fingertips
My tongue dances behind my lips for you
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Someone you can come to
Runs deeper than my bones
I wanna be there for you
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You try your hardest to perfect your explanations...
You lie until they've run out of questions
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