dimanche 13 septembre 2009

story told


it's okay to let your heart break, when your hero falls
fists swing and dreams crawl,
we were in love,
we were in love
Places hidden in the woods will always tell stories
This is where we walked and this is where we've been,
Oh all the things we've seen,
Oh those things we've seen
I've got books about us on the back of my hands
And all those scars on them are my friends,
oh we were lovers then
we were lovers then

Aucun commentaire: