Sunday, August 7, 2005
Four Thousand Miles Between us
it's a beautiful night. I am warm inside it's a beautiful night, could be a perfect ride Why must it be that four thousand miles stand between us? the sweat on my upper lips, the heat yes, a reminder of the pull you have over me little little little me when you pull me close it's a beautiful night I am all yours tonight, could be a perfect ride why must it be that way? the last time we spoke, well we didn't 'cause I hung up on you, today months and months later, it's a beautiful night and I...
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