Feb 14, 2009 02:20
She said 'He never really looks at me
I give him every opportunity.
In the room downstairs, he sat and stared
In the room downstairs he sat and stared
I'll never make that mistake again".
And though I walk home alone
I might walk home alone
My faith in love is still devout.
I've watched your face for a long time,
It's always the same.
I've studied the cracks and the wrinkles
You were always so vain.
But now you live your life like a shadow in the pouring rain.
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