Tuesday, May 5, 2009

I stole the keys to the skies


We'll leave this place for the final time
No crying words, no goodbyes
Yes tonight we're burning all the tough times




This boy's in love [this town, this street, your friends, you'll never see this place again]
Love [you'll think about it now and then, you'll never see our face again]

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