"Wake up Sleepy Jean, oh what can it mean, to aday dream believer"
Aint it the truth
Never let go of that idea, that ideal
Maybe mornings there are more bareable
Easy to take apart, hard to put back together.Never lose the key
♥
When will you come home
and hold me close again;
Tell me that it's going to be alright after all.
When will we fall back together,
Not even sure, what that is, what that will be
You make it feel okay to be how I am;
to be who I am
Who would you call, dear readers?
♥
When will you come homeand hold me close again;
Tell me that it's going to be alright after all.
When will we fall back together,
with the ease that we fell apart
Not even sure, what that is, what that will be
You make it feel okay to be how I am;to be who I am
Who would you call, dear readers?
1 comments:
"When will we fall back together,
with the ease that we fell apart" = man do i know what you mean there. and who would i call? well. you. H. and that other kid... you know who i mean...
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