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miércoles, 16 de junio de 2010

Better Together

There's no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard, no song that I could sing but I can try for your heart. Our dreams they are made out of real things like a, shoebox of photographs with sepiatone loving. Love is the answer, at least for most of the questions in my heart, like why are we here? And where do we go? And how come it's so hard? It's not always easy and sometimes life can be deceiving. I'll tell you one thing it's always better when we're together. Mmm it's always better when we're together. Yeah, we'll look at the stars when we're together. Well, it's always better when we're together. Yeah, it's always better when we're together. And all of these moments just might find their way into my dreams tonight. But I know that they'll be gone when the morning light sings and brings new things. For tomorrow night you see that they'll be gone too, too many things I have to do but if all of these dreams might find their way into my day to day scene I'd be under the impression I was somewhere in between with only two, just me and you. Not so many things we got to do or places we got to be we'll sit beneath the mango tree now. It's always better when we're together. Mmmm, we're somewhere in between together. Well, it's always better when we're together. Yeah, it's always better when we're together. I believe in memories, they look so, so pretty when I sleep. Hey now, and when I wake up, you look so pretty sleeping next to me. But there is not enough time, and there is no, no song I could sing and there is no combination of words I could say, but I will still tell you one thing. We're better together.

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