The sound of your name is so worn out
Like a road I know too well
Getting lost every once in a while
When the thought of you appears
Like a deer
In the middle of the street
I almost hit you head on
But stop just in time
To get you off my mind
Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 3:40 PM UTC
The sound of your name is so worn out
Like a road I know too well
Getting lost every once in a while
When the thought of you appears
Like a deer
In the middle of the street
I almost hit you head on
But stop just in time
To get you off my mind
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