Thursday, February 11, 2010
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GEN-o-RAMA |
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I can still taste the day in my mouth
Your words in my head smell so sweet
I still imagine my head on your chest
Your hands caress, pressing my ear to your cheek
And I,
I wish I had the chance
To turn back time and do the right thing
I wish I hope I dream
You'll see me in a new light tomorrow.
Your words in my head smell so sweet
I still imagine my head on your chest
Your hands caress, pressing my ear to your cheek
And I,
I wish I had the chance
To turn back time and do the right thing
I wish I hope I dream
You'll see me in a new light tomorrow.
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