Tuesday, March 31, 2009

never.

never tell me that you're leaving
say that you won't go.
please don't ever stop believing
at least don't tell me so

i'm looking through the blue window
remembering my tears
cause here i thought that you won't go
remembering these years

"they took him away through the window
and told him to give me some space
and i think to myself
what a terrible world
where he can't have his hands on my waist."

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