12 de agosto de 2009


You used to talk to me like

I was the only one around
I used to reach for you
I got lost along the way
I used to listen
You always had the just right thing to say
I used to follow you
Never really cared where we would go
Fast or slow
To anywhere at all
We used to have this under control
Can we get this back?
Can we get this back?
To how it used to be

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