woensdag 13 juli 2011

34. Dreams, that's where I have to go
To see your beautiful face anymore
I stare at a picture of you and listen to the radio
Hope, hope there's a conversation
We both admit we had it good
But until then it's alienation
I know, that much is understood
And I realize


If you ask me, how I'm doin, I would say I'm doin just fine

I would lie and say that you're not on my mind

But I go out and I sit down at a table set for two
And finally I'm forced to face the truth
No matter what they say, I'm not over you
Not over you



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