December 2009
i have way to much time on my hands
Work In Progress
i have know idea as to what is going in there
Tegan and Sara.
I close my eyes and I see a face, the one belonging to a lost friend It strikes a chord deep inside, as I remember a lost name And time goes on, erasing the past The one that held your place
Im wishing I could see you again, wanting to hear your voice Im trying to remember that smile, the one that sat permanently on your face
Hoping to dig up those memories, that will lead me to you somehow. To...
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