quinta-feira, 10 de setembro de 2009

Someday...

How the hell did we end up like this
Why weren't we able
To see the signs that we missed
And try to turn the tables

wish you'd unclench your fists
And unpack your suitcase
Lately there's been too much of this
Dont think its too late

Nothin's wrongjust as long as
Guess you know that someday I will

Someday, somehowgonna make it alright but not right now
I know you're wondering when(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehowgonna make it alright but not right now
I know you're wondering when

Well I hoped that since we're here anyway
We could end up saying
Things we've always needed to say
So we could end up stringing
Now the story's played out like this
Just like a paperback novel
Let's rewrite an ending that fitsInstead of a hollywood horror...

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