processing
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
You’re the one who could have been
And my eyes see it all so clear
It was long ago and far away
But it never disappears
Try to put it in the past
Hold onto myself and don’t look back
I don’t wanna dream about
All the things that never were
And maybe I can live without
When I’m out from under
I don’t wanna feel the pain
What good would it do me now?
I’ll get it all figured out,
i promise.


