It cost me just a sleepless night,
A teardrop and the rain.
For all that couldn't be made right,
I'd rather choose my pain.
Keep all the dumbness, all the fears
And watch you quickly go.
You take my heart as souvenir
And leave me all the gore.
It cost me just my hope in us,
The cruel words you said.
But please let's not make such a fuss.
And I'm not even sad...
We're moving on, we're moving on!
Forgetting all we had.
For me, I'd rather be alone
Than slowly going mad.
Goodbye
© Copyright: Мейлинг Ирина, 2010
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"You take my heart as souvenir","For me, I'd rather be alone
Than slowly going mad."самое-самое. о4 понравилось!
Катрин Кириешка 03.11.2010 15:15 • Заявить о нарушении
Than slowly going mad."самое-самое. о4 понравилось!
Катрин Кириешка 03.11.2010 15:15 • Заявить о нарушении