onsdag 3 september 2008

the love

I'll fix these broken things

Repair your broken wings


And make sure everything's alright
My pressure on your hips
Sinking my fingertips
Into every inch of you
Cause I know that's what you want me to do


This love has taken its toll on me
She said goodbye too many times before
Her heart is breaking in front of me
And I have no choice, cause I won't say goodbye anymore

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