11 дек. 2009 г., 07:52
2 мин за четене
Lately, you don't even talk to me
And you don't need me, like you used to do
The only, never, ever was for me
I won't always hold my head up high
Oh, oh, I don't know why.
Oh, oh, why don't you mind.
Oh, oh, I don't know why.
Oh, oh, you must be blind.
Ten miles from you
And all I can do
Is wonder how we'll pull it through
Ten miles from you ...
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