Monday, December 05, 2011

Chorus


Wasting your time at the crossroads honey
Waiting for a reason to move
What is it we want for our own good baby
To do the things that we love or grow to love the things that we should


Wheezing the air of borrowed time
Subsisting on the remedies i can find
Shall we all just sing along
Losing the colors of a new song

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