5 nov 2010

When you're fed up shedding too many tears 
and you're memories seem like just so many souvenirs, 
I will come to you to ease the pain.
If you want me, tell me now, 
if I can be of any help, tell me how. 
Let me love you like a friend, 
everything is gonna come right in the end.
When you're crying like a poor little child, 
and you're feeling like you never could be reconciled,
don't forget a word of what I'm saying
Well, I can hold you too tight, 
I could never let you go.
But that wouldn't be right; 
so, why don't you let me know what you want to do?
Everybody's got a handful of fear,

but tomorrow it may only be a souvenir 
of the way it was 'til it went away...

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