love is all, love is you

love is all, love is you

sábado, 16 de junio de 2012

Tears dry on their own way

All I can ever be to you, is a darkness that we knew. And this regret I've got accustomed to.
He walks away, the sun goes down. He takes the day but I'm grown.
And in your way, in this blue shade, my tears dry on their own.


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