I lay still while thoughts ran through my head
Is he still mine
She won't leave him
I don't stand a chance
I'm movin' over
So she can fill this seat
It was never mine
Her words control me
So I seek help from my friend called the radio
I'm turning up the radio
I don't wanna hear that she's back
He told me that you'd let go
Now I have to tell you that
I'm sorry
I'm not willing to settle for hope with your heart
I'm sorry
Meltin' away
Snow in summer
Whisper on a breezy day
All through the rain
Roots grow deeper
Only on a sandy ground
Season is over
So she can take this seat
It was never mine
No words control me
So I seek help from my friend called the stereo
Get far-the radio













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My replies are usually late ... and I'm very sorry for that
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Waiting for snow to fall to cover all,
What lives what is and what is dead.
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I have seen it all, and everything is just as senseless as chasing the wind.
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You are thinking outside of the box. Thats good, but what no one told you is that that box... it`s inside of another box....
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wups
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"One can't complain. I have my friends.
Someone spoke to me only yesterday." Eeyore
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