They are not long, the days of wine and roses;
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes
Within a dream.
(Ernest Dowson 1867-1900)
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
i just call you mine
i fall apart and just a word from you somehow seems to fix
whatever's wrong, you reach into the weakest moments
and remind me that i'm strong, you've gotta know
i'd be a fool to not see, or even worse,
to forget that you're more than i deserved
whatever's wrong, you reach into the weakest moments
and remind me that i'm strong, you've gotta know
i'd be a fool to not see, or even worse,
to forget that you're more than i deserved
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