Love is a time machine

domingo, 28 de marzo de 2010

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I don't know what it is that makes me feel alive,
I don't know how to wake the things that sleep inside,
I only wanna see the light that shines behind your eyes.

I hope that I can say the things I wish I'd said,
to sing my soul to sleep and take me back to bed,
You want to be alone when we could be alive instead.

Because we need each other,
We believe in one another,
And I know we're going to uncover
what's sleepin' in our soul.

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