with this freedom baby

Oct 23, 2005 13:10

When you're stoned, baby
And I am drunk
When we make love
It seems a little desolate
It's hard sometimes not to look away
And think what's the point
when I'm havin to hold this fire down
I think I'll explode
if I can't feel this free now

Cause if you won't let me fall for you
Then you won't see the best that
I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
Cause I'm bored of hangin out,
in your cold

When I feel loved, baby,
I join the road
And the world moves with me
When I feel lost I just slip away
Silently, quietly take my things and go
And think what's the point,
think where's the hope when coming home
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