jueves, 26 de noviembre de 2009

No need to cry about it
I cannot live without it
Every time I wind up back at your door

Why do you do this to me?
You penetrate right through me
Every time I wind up back at your door

3 more days 'til I see your face
I’m afraid it’s far too much
Cook a meal and fix up the place
Dial your number, hang it up

If I took you for granted
I apologize for acting tough
You’re my reason for living
And there’s no way I’m giving up, oh

Don’t need to cry about it
I cannot live without it
Every time I wind up back at your door

Why do you do this to me?
You penetrate right through me
Every time I wind up back at your door

Now every evening is a bitter fight
And I’m eating home alone on a Friday night
I know what your friends say
“You’re just wasting your love and time”
I will never let you change your mind

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