quarta-feira, 3 de agosto de 2011

505

but I crumble completely when you cry
it seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye
I'm always just about to go and spoil a surprise
take my hands off of your eyes too soon
I'm going back to 505
if it's a 7-hour flight or a 45-minute drive
in my imagination you're waiting lying on your side
with your hands between your thighs and a smile

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