what a merry christmass, by hidden
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This festive season
my wapisimo's in spain
wile I'm stuck in England
watching the rain
she'll be in her villa
I'll be in Manchester
she'll be bored without me
I'll be dead without her
my christmas will be flawed
presents are boreing
family are mundane
without you here
to stop the pain
you went an hour ago
I miss you already
I guess this winter
we'll have to take it steady
I'm in france
for the new year
wont get to spend a minuet with you
the special one
that helps me through
that time of the year
when your supposed to be with friends
but we can't see eachother
I'm bored of the fakes and pretends
I just want to be with you
this merry christmass
is that to much to ask
to be with you
this merry christmass |
Posted: 2005-12-22 10:56:16 UTC |
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