And he smiles |
I’m going to sit here until november
and smile at all the people that
going threw all the glas
That where brooken
So long ago
And he smiles, and that makes my word
go around spinning as much as it can
And his smiling on my sillyness
And wishing that the darkness would leave me
I want to grow with him, you
I wonder, And he smiles
On my stupid thoughts
And I smile
And the world around us is spinning
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