I don't want to lose your face.
And I don't want to wake up one day and not remember what time erased.
I don't want to turn around,
Cause I'm not scared of what love gave me and took away.
And I don't want to lose your face.
I've got a picture of you in my bedroom.
And I hope it never falls.
I hope I never lose that feeling,
I used to get when you called.
And then I wondered to myself,
Who were you, where are you.
Were you ever here at all?
Monday, June 14, 2010
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