December 2009
1 post
Wash Over Me
You grab my hand to run away I am afraid until you say Cecelia everything will be okay Drive through the night Just to see today Listening to that mix Makes me wanna fall in love Or be smart enough Not gonna beak my heart It wasn’t fairly played I knew it from the start
You had me at hello and I won’t be saying good bye.
I can’t write about what I don’t know On a roller...