Thursday, March 3, 2011

Wishful thinking.

I miss your tanned skin, your sweet smile
So good to me, so right
And how you held me in your arms that September night
The first time you ever saw me cry

Maybe this is wishful thinking
Probably mindless dreaming
But if we love again, I swear I'd love you right
I'd go back in time and change it but I can't
So if the chain is on your door, I understand

This song somehow reminds me of you.

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