You fall around these lights where You made me come, dear Leave all the days behind that made you run. I sure forget the days that you told me to I was such a waste when I cut myself out Now the fall is over baby Youll descend but at a rate youll find is slow And all these times afraid to walk the room That you have to take, there is no other way Its forces far above you, though you want me to Ill decorate these heights, Ill make it fit right Somehow we wait from old to young Now the word is small All the way over. https://youtube/watch?v=l3AyL8zCPLA
Posted on: Thu, 11 Sep 2014 00:30:42 +0000
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