Sometimes I...
Sometimes I...
Sometimes I cry late at night,
because I can't stop thinking
about this feeling,
that I can't fight.
The moments that we shared
together,
They mean so much.
It's the little things I love:
A smile..a word...a touch...
I long for you,Heartbreaker
can't you see?
You're the light that shines in me.
I know you can't be mine...
Why don't I realise that I'm
wasting my precious time?!
......for someone special......
Sometimes I cry late at night,
because I can't stop thinking
about this feeling,
that I can't fight.
The moments that we shared
together,
They mean so much.
It's the little things I love:
A smile..a word...a touch...
I long for you,Heartbreaker
can't you see?
You're the light that shines in me.
I know you can't be mine...
Why don't I realise that I'm
wasting my precious time?!
......for someone special......
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| roodroosje: | Zondag, april 03, 2005 12:57 |
| Supermooi geschreven! En herkenbaar, maar het gaat echt weg... ooit... Veel liefs, |
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 03 april 2005 | ||
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