the secret
the secret
I hear you knocking on my door
you look at me and I at you
and I'm back in love
baby I let you in and kiss you
am I really such a fool?!
I know you'll hurt me again
with that secret you can't explain
now you say it hurts you to
you told me that
once I can know
but not jet, it's too early
too soon, I'll regret
I'll pack my bags ans leave you
that's what you always say...
and I try to listen
but then I realise
that it's me
who's doing this
to you
...
I hear you knocking on my door
you look at me and I at you
and I'm back in love
baby I let you in and kiss you
am I really such a fool?!
I know you'll hurt me again
with that secret you can't explain
now you say it hurts you to
you told me that
once I can know
but not jet, it's too early
too soon, I'll regret
I'll pack my bags ans leave you
that's what you always say...
and I try to listen
but then I realise
that it's me
who's doing this
to you
...
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| Auteur: messed-up-girl | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 21 september 2006 | ||
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