domingo, 21 de fevereiro de 2010

If it's all meant for me? And if I'm so meant for you?
Why does this have to be so hard on both of us two?
If it's all meant for me? And if I'm so meant for you?
Why does this have to be so hard on both of us two?
Memories lookin fun that we had on photographs in the wall
Now I can't make you smile or hear you laugh anymore
And I can't help or ask, that's the point of it all...
Call it love, call it blame, call it joy, call it pain
But I found, call it girl/boy what you made is as painful as hell
To be here while you're there don't need nobody else.
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