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Friday, February 20, 2009

Your Call Dear

Waiting for your call, I'm sick,
call I'm angrycall I'm desperate for your voice
I'm listening to the song we used to sing
In the car, do you rememberButterfly, Early Summer
It's playing on repeat, Just like when we would meet

I was born to tell you I love you
and I am torn to do what I have to,to make you mine
Stay with me tonight

Stripped and pollished,
I am new, I am fresh
I am feeling so ambitious,
you and me, flesh to flesh
Because every breath that you will take
while you are sitting next to me
will bring life into my deepest hopes, What's your fantasy?

I was born to tell you I love you
and I am torn to do what I have to,
to make you mine
Stay with me tonight
And I'm tired of being all alone,
and this solitary moment makes me want to come back homex4
( I know everything you wanted isn't anything you have)

I was born to tell you I love you
and I am torn to do what I have to,
to make you mineStay with me tonight

I was born to tell you I love you
and I am torn to do what I have to,
to make you mine
Stay with me tonight
( I know everything you wanted isn't anything you have)
Thank you dear

2 comments:

(¯`v´¯)♥nrina♥(¯`v´¯) said...

salam ziarah..

wah tahap rindu gaban nampaknye..

F.u.f.u.B.e.R.r.Y said...

slm..sile2

xdela gaban sgt.he3