Friday, May 27, 2005

So here I am. Are you ready?

I cried the entire way to work.

I've been here before a few times.
And I'm quite aware we're dying.
And your hands they shake with goodbyes.
And I'll take you back if you'd have me.

So here I am. I'm trying.
So here I am. Are you ready?

Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you.
Always.
Kiss you, taste you, all night.
Always.

And I'll miss your laugh, your smile.
I'll admit I'm wrong if you'd tell me.
I'm so sick of fights. I hate them.
Lets start this again for real.

So here I am. I'm trying.
So here I am. Are you ready?
So here I am. I'm trying.
So here I am. Are you ready?

Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you.
Always.
Kiss you, taste you, all night.
Always.

I've been here before a few times.
And I'm quite aware we're dying.

Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you.
Always.
Kiss you, taste you, all night.
Always.

Always.
Always.


And I cried the entire way home.

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