September
12 October 2009
The last time I saw you, you turned away I couldn't see you with the Sun shining in my eyes I said "Hello" but you kept on walking I'm going deaf from the sound of the freeway The Last time I saw you
Lately I've been wishing I had one desire, Something that would make me never want another, Something that would make it so that nothing matters, All would be clearer then But I guess I'll have to se
I picked you out of a crowd and talked to you I said I liked your shoes You said, "Thanks, can I follow you?" So it's up the stairs and out of view No prying eyes I poured some wine I asked your name,
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