måndag 19 oktober 2009

Please forgive me if I act a little strange,
for I know not what I do.
Feels like lightning running through my veins,
everytime I look at you, everytime I look at you.
Help me out here all my words are falling short,
and there's so much I want to say.
Want to tell you just how good it feels..
When you look at me that way, when you look at me that way.
Throw a stone and watch the ripples flow,
moving out across the bay.
Like a stone I fall into your eyes, deep into that mystery.
Deep into some mystery

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