meandering - funny how i can even find the words
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Monday, April 11, 2005
tell me to stop
i dont wanna go through this
do this all again
tell me to stop
say that you dont want it
that you wanna stay just friends
cos i cant go thinking of you
when i'm sposed to be concentrating
on whats happening before me
not what i wish would happen to me
and i cant keep thinking of you
secret rendezvous and sneaky feelings
when it all to easily could hurt us all
again
