October 2008
hold my head inside your hands i need someone who understands i need someone, someone who hears for you, I've waited all these years for you I'd wait 'til kingdom come until my day, my day
your heavy heart is made of stone and it's so hard to see you, clearly you don't have to be on your own you don't have to be on your own and I'm not gonna take it back and I'm not gonna say I don't m
vous êtes un tueur alors, tirez-moi à nouveau il ne fait pas mal quand le meurtre fait par un ami silence, pourquoi ne pas vous écouter? peut-être que c'est juste moi mais p
Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up t