April
Sunday 19 October 2008 photo 1/1
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I got it this morning ,
the beautiful message you sent, I´m dying to see you
but my life´s been such a mess , like an unmade bed
Won´t you hold me as we´re walking in our dream
Won´t you hold me as we´re crossing all the streets
I share you my darkness , drowning in our sleep
And o more appologizes ,
´Cause baby you and I we were born to die, born to die
Annons
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