Blast From The Past


Thank you for calling on the telephone
It was good to hear your voice
I know it was a long time ago
But it still stays in my mind
And that's what I was afraid of

No one ever said it would be easy
I see snow, lots of snow
And I can't breathe
Cos I can't wait till the day
I see myself in your eyes

I promise you this one thing
I have nothing up my sleeve
I am who I am, all yours
What's it gonna take?
What's it gonna take to have you to run to?



N.T.
© 28th February 2004
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