Saturday, February 18, 2006
I FOUND MYSELF IN CROWDED ROOMS
i see you on the street and you walk on by. you make me wanna hang my head down and cry. if you gave me half a chance you'd see my desire burning inside of me, but you choose to look the other way. i'm so tired of broken hearts and losing at this game. before i start this dance, i take a chance in telling you i want more than just romance.
yet something in your eyes is makin' such a fool of me. when you hold me in your arms you love me till i just can't see. and life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone. i hear you call my name and it feels like home.
yankee candle that goes best with plagiarism: virgin aspersion
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