Miru
Sometimes the stong aint always that strong..
when everything is wrong..
even you can cry..
and you may.
take a shoulder to lean on..
take a hand and grap it tight..
because alone you wont win the fight..
you have to go to the silent sorrows..
of what seems a never ending journey through the pain..
and you might think you'd go insain..
but I'll be there to hold you close..
I believe you can..
I'll fight rifht by you..
baby you'll get through..
Just know I love you
when everything is wrong..
even you can cry..
and you may.
take a shoulder to lean on..
take a hand and grap it tight..
because alone you wont win the fight..
you have to go to the silent sorrows..
of what seems a never ending journey through the pain..
and you might think you'd go insain..
but I'll be there to hold you close..
I believe you can..
I'll fight rifht by you..
baby you'll get through..
Just know I love you
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 21 februari 2007 | ||
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