Sunday 25 November 2007 photo 2/2
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Fortfarande lika bra! I woke up early this mornin' around 4 a.m. With the moon shinin' bright as headlights on the interstate I pulled the covers over my head and tried to catch some sleep But thoughts of us kept keepin' me awake Ever since you found yourself in someone else's arms I've been tryin' my best to get along But that's okay there's nothin' left to say, but. Take your records, take your freedom Take your memories, I don't need 'em Take your space and take your reasons But you'll think of me And take your cat and leave my sweater 'Cause we have nothing left to weather In fact, I'll feel a whole lot better But you'll think of me, you'll think of me. I went out drivin', tryin' to clear my head I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left I guess I'm feeling just a little tired of this And all the baggage that seems to still exist It seems the only blessing I have left to my name Is not knowin' what we could have been What we should have been. So. Take your records, take your freedom Take your memories, I don't need 'em Take your space and take your reasons But you'll think of me And take your cat and leave my sweater 'Cause we have nothin' left to weather In fact I'll feel a whole lot better But you'll think of me. Someday I'm gonna run across your mind Don't worry, I'll be fine I'm gonna be alright While you're sleepin' with your pride Wishin' I could hold you tight I'll be over you And on with my life. Take your records, take your freedom Take your memories, I don't need 'em And take your cat and leave my sweater 'Cause we have nothing left to weather In fact I'll feel a whole lot better But you'll think of me. Take your records, take your freedom Take your memories, I don't need 'em Take your space and all your reasons But you'll think of me And take your cat and leave my sweater 'Cause we've got nothin' left to weather In fact I'll feel a whole lot better But you'll think of me, you'll think of me. And you're gonna think of me Oh, someday baby, someday...
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