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    samedi, août 30, 2008

    my favourite book

    How I know your face, all the ways you move, you come in, I can read you

    You're my favorite book

    All the things you say, the way you shift your eyes

    I never knew there was someone, to make me come alive


    When the days are long, and the thunder with the storm, can always get me crying

    You can make my bed, I'll fall into it, shattered but not lonely

    Because I never knew a home, until I found your hands, when I'm weathered

    You come to me, you're my best friend


    And that is why we'll always make it

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