Samstag, 1. Februar 2014

things we lost in the fire

It’s 3 AM,
 I’m calling in to tell you that without you here
I’m losing sleep
Nervous, I’m around these lonely eyes, 
that’s leaving me filled with fear
I’m losing sleep
And I know what it's like
To be a child scared of the night
Please don’t stop loving me, loving me
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Wanting me, wanting me like you do
Please don’t stop caring now, caring now


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