domingo, 13 de dezembro de 2009
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It's true, my life has been full of regrets, baby
For me, it's been the only way it could be
Maybe
And I'd drag you off to bed, sleepyhead
As the sounds of the school yard drifted through Our dreams
It's strange going back there
Every one's gone
It's natural
People move out
People pass on
And when you're all alone, pretty baby
I'll meet you in the deep
Til you're fast asleep
And when the cities burning, little baby
I'll climb to your window,
And carry you away
It's true my life has been full of regrets, baby
Sometimes I wonder if you'd take it all back
Never
You're still the only one I can talk to
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