I went with you
'Cause I thought you were me
But really you are what I'd become
I went with you
'Cause you talked with me
The need to be some mothers son
I went with you
Down on my knee's?
Consider it done
But really Babe
I went with you
because you were
Something warm with which to come
that'll be '96 then, my how time flys when your jaiked oot yer box
Monday, February 06, 2006
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