Take me down to where you think I belong.
You can't
Words are like a long and winding road
They all look
Sing to me every night and I'll make you the
We're just machines rusting to breathe
Hopeless, helpless, deconstructing ourse
This is for your wedding/funeral day
You always liked to be
Words are like a long and winding road
They all look
Temperatures rise
Look into my eyes
Another James Dean night
You still feel
Gonna know now this song's about you
I wrote these words
Tear,
Tear off your skin,
What's there within.
Life on wooden swings
When all
I wake up beside you, tired and aloneHeat of the
Sittin' here Dreaming of days far from herelate and no
Gonna know now this song's about youI wrote these words
This is for your wedding/funeral dayYou always liked to be
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