Jun. 27, 2004,23:26
you do all the right things
Oh these songs the hymns of reveries bring me the stars, but not in this city and in polluted skies
What would you trade me for? the pretense of greatness woven in my arms? my quick smile is the umbilical cord of our love
And your curved landscape tells me to let go
But parting this way its always a risk a chance to lose your treasure you wrote it all down on tear-dried cheeks this is how you keep me
(you do all the right things)
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