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Jan 21, 2008 11:27

as the snow falls outside, painting white the dark night
lighting up the questions that are deep inside my mind
there are so many things that destroy the dream
there are locks on those old open doors
and deep in the darkness i hope that you'll find me
that's what I'm holding out for

forever's where i wanna be
but not unless you're next to me
the time passes slowly by
when i can't look into your eyes
so where do you wanna be?
come home to me
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