*heart*
11/20/2005 10:30:00 PM

It's way too late
to be this locked inside ourselves
The trouble is
that you're in love with someone else
It should be me
It should be me

Sacred parts
You get a ways
You come along
on summer days
Tenderly.
Tastefully.

It's so me
You make time
to try and find somebody else.
This place is mine

Set a day
You know exactly how I feel
I had my doubts
I'm in love with something real
It could be me that's changing

It's so me
You make time
to try and find somebody else
who has a line.

Now seasoned with health
two lovers walk a lakeside mile
try pleasing with stealth
Brody oh she stands long ending fell

Oh how I love you
in the evenings when we are sleeping
We are sleeping
Oh we are sleeping

It's so me
We make time
We try and find somebody else
who has a line

Now seasoned with hell
Two lovers walk a lakeside mile
try pleasing with stealth
Brody oh she stands long oh ending fell

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So thumbs up to those who can guess what this song is! (it's not that hard)

x

posted by Stellar Drella @ 11/20/2005 10:30:00 PM
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