martes, 25 de agosto de 2009

Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry, you don't know how lovely you are. I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart. Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions, oh, lets go bacj to the start. And tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and I rush to the start.

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