we used to..
Priceless, is what we used to call our friendship..
Harmless, Our love..
We used to think that we’d never let go..
‘cuz this time would never come..
But the times of not turning our backs at one another,
Are over..
We’re able to let go of each other..
We have to be, ‘cuz it’s the only chance we have,
on living our perfect little life,
the one we both used to be afraid of…
Harmless, Our love..
We used to think that we’d never let go..
‘cuz this time would never come..
But the times of not turning our backs at one another,
Are over..
We’re able to let go of each other..
We have to be, ‘cuz it’s the only chance we have,
on living our perfect little life,
the one we both used to be afraid of…
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| Auteur: tineuh | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 01 september 2002 | ||
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