luni, 24 mai 2010

you could be happy

Is it too late to remind you how we were...

Most of what I remember makes me sure
I should have stopped you from walking out the door
 


You could be happy, I hope you are
You made me happier than I'd been by far

Somehow everything I own smells of you

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