October
Saturday 2 August 2008 photo 3/10
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Here we lay, face to face once again.
Silence cuts like a knife as we pretend.
And I'm wondering who will be the first to say what we both know.
We're just holding on to "could have been"s and we should be letting go.
It feels like you're a million miles away as you're lying here with me tonight.
I can't even find the words to say "I can find a way to make it right."
And we both know that the story's ending,
we play the part but we're just pretending.
And I can't hide the tears 'cause even though you're here,
It feels like you're a million miles away.
Silence cuts like a knife as we pretend.
And I'm wondering who will be the first to say what we both know.
We're just holding on to "could have been"s and we should be letting go.
It feels like you're a million miles away as you're lying here with me tonight.
I can't even find the words to say "I can find a way to make it right."
And we both know that the story's ending,
we play the part but we're just pretending.
And I can't hide the tears 'cause even though you're here,
It feels like you're a million miles away.
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