martes, 10 de abril de 2012

Feet don't fail me now, take me to the finish line. All my heart, it breaks every step that I take, but I'm hoping that the gates they'll tell me that you're mine. Walking through the city streets, is it by mistake or design? I feel so alone on a Friday night. Can you make it feel like home, if I tell you you're mine? It's like I told you honey.

Don't make me sad, don't make me cry.
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don't know why.
Keep making me laugh, let's go get high-
The road is long, we carry on-
Try to have fun in the meantime.

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