To see you when I wake up
Is a gift I didn´t think could be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do
is a three-fold, utopian dream.
You do something to me that I can´t explain.
so would I be out of line if i said,
I miss you
I see your picture,
I smell your skin on the empty pillow, next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days,
but already I´m wasting away.
I know I´ll see you again
whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care.
and, I miss You.
quarta-feira, junho 14, 2006
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Time to pass you to the test. Hanging on my lover's breath.
Always coming second best. Pictures of my lover's chest.
Get through this night, there are no second chances.
This time I might.
To ask the sea for answers.
Always falling to the floor, softer than it was before.
Dog boy - media whore, it's who the hell you take me for.
Give up this fight, there are no second chances.
This time I might.
To ask the sea for answers.
These bonds are shackle free, wrapped in lust and lunacy.
Tiny touch of jealousy, these bonds are shackle free.
Get through this night, there are no second chances.
This time I might.
To ask the sea for answers.
These bonds are shackle free
These bonds are shackle free
These bonds are shackle free
These bonds are shackle free
Get through this, there are no second chances.
This time. To ask the sea for answers.
Placebo....a ouvir....decidi partilhar!
partilhem...
já te tás a preparar p concerto dos placebo.... ahh mt bem!!
beijituh
n percebi....se estas a falar do concerto dos PEARL JAM!!!!!
lol, só tu;)
lol, pois, pearl jam, txxiii, troquei.me toda!! ...
ups...;)
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