Wednesday, September 14, 2005

JAG OCH BRITNEY




I make believe that you are here
it's the only way I see clear
What have I done?
you seem to move on easy!
and everytime I try to fly I fall
without my wings I feel so small
I guess I need you baby
And everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face
it's haunting me
I guess I need you baby
at night i pray that soon your face will fade away

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