lunes, marzo 30, 2009

The little things

Everyone I know
Is running off somewhere,
But still, the deep blue sea
Is right in front of me

Well I guess I'll wish them luck,
When all they need is hell
To keep them on their toes,
Keep them safe and well

It sounds wrong, it sounds weird
But everything we are is everything we fear
Don't forget the little things
Don't forget the little things

Everyone I know
Is running out of love;
Oh and it's so sad,
It's the only thing we have
It's the only thing we have
Love's the only thing we have?

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