I want to see you painted black
Be that part of a memory I'm bound to forget
Don't want to know where you're at
It doesn't really matter cause I ain't looking back.
Stand like a wallflower in a crowded room
Stop being the reflection of a beautiful blue moon
Blow me away with your heart of a monsoon
Let me forget you come next June.
You took my body, you're like a disease
Love is like a shooting star on a breeze
Running away from it, wishing to chance upon it,
It's all just a freaking tease.
2 comments:
oh.. i get it.. hehehee...
honestly wishes on da stars do come true. bear some hope will ya??? it mite come true. altho chances r slim. hehehe...
-slur-
it nvr ever comes true ok? if not all of us wud b millionaires by now.
u can wish and hope as much as u want but its nvr gona happen. call me a se-kepa-tik or whatever *toot* but it jz aint happening.
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