Our Past.

April 24, 2011
You're far away.

I make it seem like it's all okay.

But, all I wann'a do,

Is be with you, and stay.

He's all gone,

And now he's just a memory.

But, I don't care.

Now that you're with me.

Distance can keep us apart.

But, we have the phone line to connect us.

That's a good start.

We've always seemed to find out way back to each'other.

We pick up where we left off last.

Continuing our past.

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