Wednesday, November 01, 2006
I sit in this house
Alone with fresh photographs
And I just can't relax
And like cigarette smoke, I'm starting to choke on this
That half of my soul is on the road in a car with a girl in a dress
So hey now, maybe we're just being stupid
Maybe we're just being dumb
Hey maybe it's time that we stopped and we realized
Like a flag in the wind we are one
And how at first it's made so pure and lovely
But in battle can be torn to shreds
But with time and with patience and love and affection
Can be fixed with needle and thread
Because I love you and you love me
And nothing will make this leave
I said I love you and you love me
And nothing will make, make, make, make this leave
So remember me, yeah
xoxo ♥
12:31 AM