lovesick |
curved- knee high
i smell you, without you here beside me,
your still image seems to wink its eyes
and your voice comes roaring in my silent room.
i can feel our closeness, even here, far from y...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Mar 2004 15:50:00 GMT |
yellow |
Look at the stars; look how they shine for you
And everything you do
Yeah, they were all yellow
I came along; I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
And it was called yellow
So the...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Feb 2004 23:22:00 GMT |
