Wednesday, January 18, 2012

If You Ask Me If I Love Him, I'd Lie

I don't wanna be the one to say goodbye, but I will. I don't wanna sit on the pavement while you fly, but I will. Cause maybe in the future, you're gonna come back. The only way to really know is to really let it go. Maybe you're gonna come back to me. I don't wanna be the first to let it go, but I know if you have the last hands that I want to hold, then I know I've got to let them go. 
Maybe in the future you're gonna come back. You're gonna come back to me.

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