Please, please, please, please
tell me why your eyes say this?
please, please, please, please
tell me if you're thinking of me
we driving at night
we singing this song
we calling our friends
we partying along
we joking a lot
we laughing before it all
But now I'm crying through the night
well you're not around
because you chose to believe in
someone else's stupid lies
now I'm crying through the day
but I can't go out
the sun is bright
I'm afraid to see your pretty little face
Please, please, please, please
tell me you're coming home
please, please, please, please
my arms are open waiting for this
you itching my back
you smiling at me
you coming from work
you watching TV
you reading my books
you you brushing your teeth
say please, I insist...
But now I'm crying through the night
well you're not around
because you chose to believe in
someone else's stupid lies
now I'm crying through the day
but I can't go out
the sun is bright
I'm afraid to see your pretty little face...
your pretty little face
now im crying through the night.
quinta-feira, 21 de julho de 2011
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