Thursday, May 6, 2010

FOR TCYE FROM HER.
You have a way of coming easily to me
And when you take, you take the very best of me
You never did give a damn thing honey but I cried, cried for you

Oh what a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day
Just walk away, ain't no use defending words that you will never say
And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through
I've never been anywhere cold as you

PS, not from me..(:

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