.. What has become of me ..

About Lyon

filled with nonsense
gullible
very lazy as hell
loves to eat but always lazy to
loves music and my guitars

Talk To Me

Wishes

A new Dean guitar
My own house
A car

Friday, July 04, 2008

pretty, if the sun wont shine
i'll be coming out to meet you
i'll be there to make you mine

pretty, if the rain will pour
i'll be knocking at your window
i'll be begging you for more

it is as if youve come along too soon
and im trying to fit you in
but i cant seem to find the room

cutie, if it all falls through
we can piece it back together
i can learn to trust you too

youre just too good to lose and cant refuse
so dont make me choose between the two
and burn up in here, in my atmosphere
dont you know who you are?
youre my shooting star

pretty teach me wrong from right
cause in love there are no answers
and in life there is no light

pretty, if the sun wont shine
now youve come this far to meet me
and i know, i know youre mine

*as much as i dont wanna admit it.. i do miss you..

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