22 de fevereiro de 2010

It's a call. I fell into your arms that night. Don't ask. It's the time we had apart to sort things out. Just don't ask. It's the work you saying you're doing. But baby, I don't even ask...
It's the love that came undone between us and nobody ever asks.
There's a place and time for everything I know. Don't ask. But when I'm around you still I lose control. Just don't ask.
You suggest the struggle goes both ways but baby, I don't even ask... I just wish you had a little faith, but I'm learning not to ask.

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