Sunday, November 16, 2014

no idea

You have no idea
And maybe I like it that way
I laugh to myself sometimes
These thoughts running through my brain
This is a little piece of nonsense
At night the truth comes out
I learn so much from myself
Rereading things I've written down
You say you don't like to promise
But I think that your eyes do
'Cause they promise I'm not abandoned
Every time that I see you

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