Cause though the truth may vary This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore Theres an old voice in my head thats holding me back Well tell her that I miss our little talks Soon it will be over and buried with our past We used to play outside when we were young And full of life and full of love. Youre gone, gone, gone away I watched you disappear All thats left is the ghost of you. https://youtube/watch?v=GZ-kXZsUa_w
Posted on: Sat, 25 Oct 2014 17:37:58 +0000