sábado, 21 de agosto de 2010

Last night I fell in love without you.
I waved goodbye to that heart of mine
Beating solo on your lawn
Every aching wound will cauterize and bruise
In memory of what we used to call in love
And only time will tell if violins will swell
In memory of what we used to call in love
We used to call it love

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