Thursday, December 24, 2009

the fixer

"So leave out the others baby
And say I'm the only one
Cut out the uniforms and settle with the sun
Hey I want you to know
Cos I wanna know
And it's a strange condition
And life in prison
It's got me outta my head
And I don't know what I came for..."


Last night I heard you whispering it in your sleep, I think you feel it too.
How is it possible that I can miss you already?

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