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And I go back to December all the time. It turns out freedom aint nothing but missing you, I miss your tanned skin, your sweet smile, So good to me, so right And how you held me in your arms that September night The first time you ever saw me cry. Maybe this is wishful thinking, Probably mindless dreaming, But if we loved again, I swear Id love you right. Id go back in time and change it but I cant. So if the chain is on your door I understand. And I go back to December...
Posted on: Mon, 29 Dec 2014 15:17:58 +0000

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