lunes, 17 de octubre de 2011

The SMELL OF YOUR SKIN lingers on me on me now
Your probably on your flight back to your home town
I need some shelter of my own protection baby
To be with myself instead of calamity
Peace, Serenity
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, Myself and I
We've got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But Ive got to get a move on with my life
ITS TIME TO BE A BIG GIRL NOW, AND BIG GIRLS DON'T CRY

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