I am sorry for the way I am.
I try to be true whit you.
Something I can never do, is lie to you,
but baby, my sweet sweet prince.
Tell me, are you really true in everything you do?
I feel you so deep, is it sympathy?
I try to be, but I'm not that good.
I make up stories in my mind, because you to good to be true.
I wiss I could just be whit you.
Impossible to do.
Skrevet d.
16. juli 2005, 01:37
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