Your music moved me Did things to my soul to make me love you My facade would crumble under your uncanny touch Slow Like Molasses Bittersweet in December I never meant to draw you in... Yet I don't think I can forget What my heart longs to forget... Cold walks in the rain The summertime moon And coffee at noon - it moved me My dirty laundry in your hands Whose eyes was I seeing you through? Sweet angel you could have been perfect But I didn't have the strength to hold you down. And I don't think I'll ever forget What this soul yearns to forget... Cold walks in the rain The summertime moon And coffee at noon. You moved me. |
Monday, June 26, 2006
Longing To Forget
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