May 24, 2006 01:04
I bought an umbrella big enough for two,
but it feels pretty empty under here without you.
I'm dry as a bone, but I'm still alone I'm so gray.
When your standing in a puddle with wet feet,
and your head is soar from pounding drops of sleet.
When the cold and lonely hours put your heart to the test,
maybe I'll be the one that you like best.
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hurrah for pictionary!!
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