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tisdag, juli 21, 2009

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in the night time we are found
misty sorrow swoop unbound
whisper you mean it, say you'll stay
hold my heart to brighter days

now i'm searching and i'll do it alone
this queen of hearts is dancing on her throne
but i need sorrow baby
lifes sorrow is the drug
so will i ever find that place they call good love?

good love
passed it last night in a dream
good love
and my heart caught fire

i drove past true love once, in a dream
like a house that caught fire, it burned and flamed
then the magician disappeared as quickly as he came
and with a sound like white magic caught in a black cars blazing trail

the house set fire to my heart
like an inferno we shone rays
and i swallowed the sun in your form
i woke up and you were crying
i woke up and you were saying

good love
passed it last night in a dream
was that good love?
'cause my heart caught fire

skrivet av trasselfia kl. tisdag, juli 21, 2009

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