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Do I start to feel like I'm losing myself And this deep secret that hasn't come out yet is burried, down deep with the rest
I can't coarse you into this one Jealousy lay all your spells to bed I'll choose long-loved instead
If only songs we're sung To guide the doubtfull ones Beyond the rough where not as much is good enough Oh if you find yourself for once a lonely one I'll be waiting here with open arms
I can't coarse you into this one Jealousy lay all your spells to bed I'll choose long-loved instead 1/3/2011 11:32:30 AM |