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I could write best sellers Just about you But instead I'll just say Thank you for the love I felt Among the grass, under the sun, you kept Running your fingers through my hair And I couldn't believe it When I could see your beautiful soul staring back at me If I could go back to that Sunday With the clear blue sky And your head right next to mine Everyone else just seems to fade away And you can't say that it didn't mean a thing to you *** is *** but love is gentle And your fingers caress slowly In my stupid head you love me My hearts on the line, on my sleeve My dignity is something I wonder if I can keep You didn't have to hold me like you did. There was nothing ****** about it. But I know if I was anyone else They'd be thinking the same thing. And you cover your tracks You take it all back But I know what it really meant I know how you really felt. It's a sunny day And I can feel my heart breaking Thinking about how you smiled at me Thinking about that hand in mine Fingers intertwined There's love in the air; you said it yourself I felt a click, I hope you did too Otherwise all these thoughts are moot.
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Sep 7, 2012
Sep 7, 2012 at 3:59 PM UTC
You Give Love a Bad Name.
I could write best sellers Just about you But instead I'll just say Thank you for the love I felt Among the grass, under the sun, you kept Running your fingers through my hair And I couldn't believe it When I could see your beautiful soul staring back at me If I could go back to that Sunday With the clear blue sky And your head right next to mine Everyone else just seems to fade away And you can't say that it didn't mean a thing to you *** is *** but love is gentle And your fingers caress slowly In my stupid head you love me My hearts on the line, on my sleeve My dignity is something I wonder if I can keep You didn't have to hold me like you did. There was nothing ****** about it. But I know if I was anyone else They'd be thinking the same thing. And you cover your tracks You take it all back But I know what it really meant I know how you really felt. It's a sunny day And I can feel my heart breaking Thinking about how you smiled at me Thinking about that hand in mine Fingers intertwined There's love in the air; you said it yourself I felt a click, I hope you did too Otherwise all these thoughts are moot.
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nicole-pain
Irish
Sep 7, 2012
Sep 7, 2012 at 3:59 PM UTC
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