| | Why do this to yourself?
Cant you see im just fine?
Time ticking away,
on a clock thats not mine.
Holding closer your hips,
as i hang on your lips.
Nothing for you today,
holding tighter my hand,
but i meant it anyway.
We'll get through this alright,
nothin left to forget,
nothing left to fight (about).
But why do this to yourself?
Cant you see im just fine?
Nothing left here to hurt,
nothing left to make wrong.
And im feeling alright,
even though im still sad,
that im mising you now,
Counting weekends and days.
you're one i dont want to get over.
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| | Posted 2/12/2006 9:41 AM - 2 Views - 0 eProps - 0 comments
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