Caught in the eye of a hurricane Slowly waving goodbye like a pageant parade So sick of this town pulling me down My mother says I should come back home but Can’t find the way cause the way is gone So if I pray am I just sending words into outer space..♪
miércoles, 15 de julio de 2009
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