domingo, 12 de junio de 2011

Once in a while,
when its good,
it'll feel like it should.
And they're all still around
and you're still safe and sound.
And you don't miss a thing
till you cry

when you're drivin
away in the dark.

Singing,
"Stop this train.
I wanna get off
and go home again.
I can't take the speed
its movin in
I know I can't.
Cause now I see,
I'll never stop this train."

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