terça-feira, agosto 26, 2008


let me tell you
about the day i had
why it was so bad
well, i don’t know

guess i wan’ find a way
to make things stay
the way they were
when i was with her

i would have given you kids
would’ve give you a house
but i won’t them for myself

don’t i understand that now?
on my travels found
nothing that
treats me well as her