dimanche 5 juillet 2009

tales

I ran through a field of desperation,
Love won't save me and love won't save you,
It's so beautiful when you stay,
Just so wonderful to hear you say
You'll be here forever
But this is not a world you want to live in,
There are words you don't want to hear, pains you don't want to feel
And If our lives are stories to tell,
Then tell me mine with you gone,
If our lies are stories to tell,
Then tell me you didn't know i'd stop believing with you gone
Those tales about how you'd stay, left me so alone
Those tales about how you'd stay left me so alone.

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