where once he saved
that tender voice for me
where once I knew
I was loved beyond
devotion it's self, now
now we are but strangers
walking in different rooms
rooms dressed in blue
Sep 3, 2011
Sep 3, 2011 at 3:19 PM UTC
where once he saved
that tender voice for me
where once I knew
I was loved beyond
devotion it's self, now
now we are but strangers
walking in different rooms
rooms dressed in blue
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