I hope on New Years
When me and you are sitting alone
Drinking to the flames of the fireworks in the air
Your kiss will mean something
And I'll be called "yours"
Nov 2, 2013
Nov 2, 2013 at 7:03 PM UTC
I hope on New Years
When me and you are sitting alone
Drinking to the flames of the fireworks in the air
Your kiss will mean something
And I'll be called "yours"
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