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Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Talking to the Moon



I know your somewhere out, there somewhere far away.I want you back, I need you back, cause my neighbors think I'm crazy.

At night when stars lit up my room, my feeling's disappear unto you. If there was me and you if there was me and you

I cant believe my dream's just washed away, I have been trying or even crying and now it doesn't exist.

If there was me and you I hope we'd make a two if there was me and you

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