Post by KITMOD on Nov 8, 2010 18:40:56 GMT -5
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- I'M THINKIN IT'S A SIGN, THAT THE FRECKLES IN OUR EYES
- ARE MIRROR IMAGES AND WHEN WE KISS THEY'RE PERFECTLY ALIGNED
- AND I HAVE TO SPECULATE THAT GOD, HIMSELF, DID MAKE US
- INTO CORRESPONDING SHAPES LIKE PUZZLE PIECES FROM THE CLAY
- TRUE, IT MAY SEEM LIKE A STRETCH, BUT IT'S THOUGHTS LIKE THIS THAT CATCH
- MY TROUBLED HEAD WHEN YOU'RE AWAY, WHEN I AM MISSING YOU TO DEATH
- WHEN YOU'RE OUT THERE ON THE ROAD, FOR SEVERAL WEEKS OF SHOWS
- AND WHEN YOU SCAN THE RADIO, I HOPE THIS SONG WILL GUIDE YOU HOME
- THEY WILL SEE US WAVING FROM SUCH GREAT HEIGHTS