martes, 31 de agosto de 2010

But you're still on my lonely mind.

A hundred days have made me older since the last time that I saw your pretty face....
A thousand lies have made me colder and I don't think I can look at this the same....
But all the miles that separate disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face....





Here without you - 3 doors down.

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