Fears and Worries, by Lindsay |
You, I want to adore but, I have a fear my heart will be tore I don't want to shed a tear for someone's who's not even here You, I want to please but, I have a worry you will just leave and make my life blurry so leave now, and will you hurry? |
Posted: 2007-03-23 01:44:03 UTC |
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