I wanted to be with you alone
And talk about the weather
But traditions I can trace against the child in your face
Won’t escape my attention
You keep your distance via the system of touch
And gentle persuasion
I’m lost in admiration, could I need you this much?
Oh, you’re wasting my time
You’re just…just…just wasting time

June 13th, 2010 | Tags: | Comments Off on

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