lunes, 10 de diciembre de 2007
Maps
My memory
Feels like its playing with me
These things I know, yeah I know
This song will end with you
Need help to come on through
Can only feel this way
When silence comes
I keep singing to the sky
There's a risk it won't reply
If I could change, you bet I would
And I won't screw it up this time
Been here before
It won't happen no more
These things I know, yeah I know
They get into your mind
I guess you know the sings
Can only feel this way
When silence comes
I keep singing to the sky
There's a risk it won't reply
If I could change, you bet I would
And I won't screw it up this time
Maps; To the sky; We can create.
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