Wednesday, June 23, 2010

The mere idea of you.

Meet me in outerspace
We could spend the night, watch the earth come up
I've grown tired of that place, wont you come with me
We could start again
How do you do it, make me feel like I do
How do you do it, it's better than I ever knew
Meet me in outerspace
I will hold you close, If you're afraid of heights
I need you to see this place, It might be the only way
That I can show you how, it feels
You are stellar.



Ill probably never tell you.

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