sábado, 14 de noviembre de 2009

better together

but things just get so crazy
living life gets hard to do
and I would gladly hit the road
get up and go if I knew
that someday it would lead me back to you

that's maybe all I need
in darkness she is all I see
come and rest your bones with me
driving slow on sunday morning
and I never want to leave

fingers trace your every outline
paint a picture with my hands
back and forth we sway
like branches in a storm
change the weather
still together when it ends

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