the girl.


She never took the train alone
She always took me by the hands
She always hoped that it was real
She'd look me in the eyes
and said 'believe me'

She'd turn and lend a smile,
To say that she's gone.
But in a whisper she'd arrive
And dance into my life.
Like a music melody,
Like a lovers song.


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Postat av: Lisa

Nice blog!

2010-03-28 @ 21:11:56

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