Jul 26, 2005 23:52
tap on my window, knock on my door. i want to make you feel beautiful...
i don't mind spending every day out on your corner in the pouring rain; look for the girl with the broken smile, ask her if she wants to stay a while, and she will be loved, and she will be loved.
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doesn't matter anymore.
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