Thursday, May 26, 2005
the love that was never mine
Late at night when all the world is sleeping, I stay up and think of you
And I wish on a star, that somewhere you are thinking of me too...
I smile whenever I think of him. He is just...
so far away.
Perhaps someday, one day, my heart will find its own way of letting go.
And I wish on a star, that somewhere you are thinking of me too...
I smile whenever I think of him. He is just...
so far away.
Perhaps someday, one day, my heart will find its own way of letting go.
chica bonita fluttered eyelashes @ 01:46| 2 comments
