You won't be walking through
any of my doors, anymore.
I don't know what to think or how to say
any of my doors, anymore.
I don't know what to think or how to say
Saturday, December 26, 2009
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I'm on the top of the highest building and you're still on the ground
At any minute this could all collapse and I could come back down, I'm living in the moment, I'm savoring it for now
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