I song your songs, I danced your danceI gave your friends all a chanceJust wait a minuteI keep playing your partI can't alwayz be waiting, waiting on youU believed in supersititionsIf I was in your positionShooting me downJust sitting and waitingNo song I could singI believe in memoriesI heard some wordsThat didn't sound so goodPapa cried, baby criedJust in timeAnd that's alrightI'll see u in the morning
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
sitting, waiting, wishing
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