martes, 12 de agosto de 2008

You...




You are the sun and moon and stars, are you
And I could never run away from you
You try at working out chaotic things
And why should I believe myself, not you?
It's like the world is going to end so soon
And why should I believe myself?
You, me and everything caught in the fire
I can see me drowning, caught in the fire

(Hey the sun and moon and stars are yeah...
But I won't share myself with you...You to me...)

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