4 июл. 2010 г., 18:50
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Maybe you've noticed how I linger by the door,
Looking for ways to hang around.
I never felt my moment ever show itself before,
But I've got to speak or lose you now.
[Chorus:]
This is my confession.
I bare my soul to you.
This is my confession,
The one thing I can do.
How will I ever make you mine,
If you don't know that I'm alive?
I confess to you ...
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