Las palabras no alcanzan cuando lo que hay que decir desborda del alma.

lunes, 3 de mayo de 2010

Paperweight.


Been up all night staring at you, wondering what's on your mind. I've been this way with so many before but this feels like the first time. You want the sunrise to go back to bed, I want to make you laugh. Mess up my bed with me, kick off the covers, I'm waiting. Every word you say I think I should write it down. Don't want to forget come daylight. Happy to lay here, just happy to be here. I'm happy to know you. And I give up I let you win.

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