Saturday, March 08, 2008

Ghosts of Days Past


I know the landscape that I see
Growing up from one horizon to another...

They say love ain't fair,
'Cause I am feeling just fine.

So if the sun comes out this way
And you see it go the other,

Don't think this is not the truth.
I've been waiting, and won't stop.

Please believe me.

I just won't stop waiting.

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