In my hour of need
Ha you're not there
And though I reached out for you
Wouldn't lend a hand
Through the darkest hour
Grace did not shine on me
It feels so cold, very cold
No one cares for me
lunes, 8 de agosto de 2011
They should have seen it in your eyes What was going around your heart.♫
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