Friday, May 20, 2011

Spending time
Convinced that it's mine
With her, just to keep her out of mind

Still I'll take care to see
which way the wind blows, notice how her hair curls
Pay no mind to the
clown fits to your side, content to her despite cry
He's a fool, to assume
We each bear a thougt
a recieve has just been got

I don't find it funny, anymore
And so I won't play the part, I played before
Oh no

Now, do you?

I don't see him laughing anyway
And so won't play a part in your mistake, no way

Unless you stay

More lyrics:
All about Little Joy:

via: Manuela Echeverry

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