And I haven't heard from you today, when I do I got something to tell you, I got something to say to you, about how much I always think of you, and when I see you, I can't stop grinning no. Wasn't gonna write a million lines, it's more simplistic this way, I think about you every hour, every minute of this old day. Walking down the street, laying at the creek, girl I ask you, where could I go wrong?
EVERYWHERE.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
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